Here, on this site. The Day has every hour with its photograph, the last chapter of Our Story is the day itself, and everything you posted from your phones is in the guestbook. The photographer’s full album follows by email.

Choose any photograph on the site and it opens full size. On a live Wedsite the couple can send you the original file of anything in the guestbook, yours included.

The wall closed at midnight on the day, and nothing new goes up. Everything that was posted is kept in the guestbook. If you find a photograph you forgot to send, send it to either of us and we will add it.

They are handwritten, one for each household, and they are leaving in batches of twenty. It is taking longer than the wedding did. Yours is on its way.

Every one. The ninongs and ninangs kept them, counted them twice, and handed them over at breakfast the next morning.

Every year on the thirteenth of February we walk General Luna from the church to Casa Marfil at five. Anyone who was there is welcome, and nobody needs to reply.

Yes, at the same address, turned over like this. The invitation became the album; nobody had to remember to publish anything on the Monday after.

Your invitation carries one code for everyone under your name. Enter it on the RSVP page, answer for each person, choose mains. If everyone is coming there is a single button that answers for the whole party at once.

Yes — that is what the code is for. One person answers for the party, and each person still gets their own meal choice and their own line for allergies.

Yes, and there are three under ten on the list already. Tell us in your RSVP so the kitchen plans for them — there is a shorter, plainer menu on request.

If your code includes one, it shows as an unnamed seat when you look it up, and you can type their name in. If it does not, the room is genuinely full: a hundred and twelve chairs and not one more.

The tenth of January. Come back to the RSVP page, look up the same code and change anything — the site remembers what you said last time.

Two o'clock. The doors close for the processional at 2:15 PM, and after that the side door on the courtyard side is the quiet way in.

The last song is at half past ten. The courtyard stays open a while after that, and historically people take their time.

Please do, and tag them #AndreaAndPaoloSaidYes. During the Mass, though, phones down: the parish asks, and so do we. Everything after the recessional is fair game.

Street parking around the church is gone by two o'clock; the pay lot two blocks east is reliable. Shuttles leave for Casa Marfil at 4:45 and 5:15 PM, or it is a ten-minute walk down one street. The Day has the whole of it.

No, and there is nothing to click. The two of them have a flat already full of plates. If you would like to give something anyway, an envelope on the day is the kindest form and the ninongs and ninangs have offered to keep them safe.