there is a bride and there is a groom.
They each say "I do."
Once again, I am eating wedding cake!
This time, The Yard Man and I traveled two states south to attend the festivities.
This time, the groom is the grandson of my sister.
This time, the wedding is held outdoors, with plenty of sunshine and (argh, once again) plenty of wind!
I could show you the wind's shenanigans, but (argh, once again) my videos have refused to say I do!
I could decorate this
tale further, but I'm scurrying around, Reader Dear, preparing to take off (hooray, once again) on a two-day trip. I promise (I do) to tell you about it when I return.