The starting gun for the summer has been fired, it seems, and my blogging time is waning, lately. I have a tendency to want to take my time, and get prolific, spill my guts, and tell it all. We're still working on the house, Mama needs daily help, grass needs mowin, and most importantly, work is picking up, which really cramps my bloggin' style.
So, I've decided to switch up the format for the blog for awhile, toss in a photo and a paragraph, and no pressure, and no drama. Unless I'm feeling particularly drama-queenish, and then I will invite myself to wear you out.
But HEY! We are still celebrating, today, the joining of Jen & Bill in Holy Matrimony, last Saturday.
The weekend started out Friday morning, me a comfortable passenger with Clint & Craig. I've had an effect on these boys: Craig spent the trip pointing on photos I could take. I was riding out a traffic jam with a good book, when Craig insisted I take a photo of the chicken. Chicken? What Chicken? What? Oh. That chicken:
And when we arrived, we got to Rehearsin:
And Rehearsal Dinnerin:
And walking daughters down the aisle:
Then pronouncing them man and wife:
And cheering and celebrating:
And receptioning, and eating and drinking and laughing and dancing and singing and cupcaking:
And, of course...
It was was an amazing weekend, full of friends, family, love, laughter.
Jen & Bill: I'm sorry that the post about your wedding starts off with a rubber chicken photo. Blame it on your brother, have a great honeymoon, and P.S. We Love You.