Yesterday we attended a wedding. We have known the groom’s parents since before they were married…so we have known Jake all his life.
The wedding was held in a State Park in a small amphitheater.
The groom and his best and only sister…she has no problems being called the best man.
The bride’s grandfather was the officiant. He talked about love and trust. The couple wrote their own vows…and the bride was so overcome by the groom’s vows she began to cry …she said “I should have gone first.” She recovered nicely and as part of her vows she said she would try to cook more meat.
After the ceremony they had a reception and served a stew called Guinness and chocolate chip cookies.
Far Guy said “Wasn’t that a nice wedding” and it was. After the reception was dancing and a bonfire…but we came home to feed Chance.
There weren’t alot of decorations, flowers…or fru fru…just a simple ceremony with their sisters standing up for them…surrounded by people who love them and wish them well.
I heard that the bride designed and sewed her own dress…it was beautiful. Since both the bride and groom are accomplished dancers the dress is perfect for dancing.