practice makes perfect.
the vaske ladies looking good!
in the process of getting our hair did.
aka torture.
aka torture.
the placing of the veil.
the salubrious bride wanted an apple.
and so we went and got her an apple.
ready to roll at ma2's.
off to the farm (via classy minivan).
two handsome fellows waiting for the action to start.
as the first walker, i got the most stage time (even more than the lady herself).
here comes the bride!
the boring stuff.
it's official!
YAY!!!
she is always remarkably calm which was great on this day,
but what we like most about her is the fact that she's really, really ridiculously good looking.
aka bride barbie.
the party post-ceremony.
the fam and me.
the boy and me.
the father and me.
the bff and his boyfriend and me.
congo church besties for life.
(provided they don't make me acolyte on the choir side. who knows how flammable connie's hair is with all of that hairspray!)
gene put latrines in his chicken coop. what a clever man.
i don't even have my ears pierced, but i did a pretty good job of faking it.
pretty ladies... annnnnnd troy.
typical.
the gang.
what a wonderful weekend!
get married to jj again soon, kate!











































