Wedding Weekend

Once upon a time there was a Southern boy, M., and a Northern girl, A.

He's Ole Miss. She's Penn State.

It's a match made in heaven. It's a good thing they don't play each other during football season.

I'm just sayin'.

We were away for a wedding this past weekend.

One of the Man's nieces got married to a pretty terrific young man, M. Of course, we think the world of the Man's niece A. and we were so happy to be at this wedding.
As you might remember, we missed the last family wedding because of that four letter word, s-n-o-w.

Shhhh. Don't say it out loud. Really. Stop even thinking it.
We had a bit of a rainy night for the rehearsal dinner but we were tucked into The Tavern, all warm and toasty (the air conditioning didn't quite reach our dining room), enjoying good food, good company, and great service.

The wait staff went above and beyond trying to keep our small dining room comfortable. They brought fans in, made sure we had loads of water, and kept apologizing. If you're anywhere near Penn State University, go eat at this tavern. They're fantastic.

Hands and wedding bands. Mom, grandma, and bride.

I love this picture. I love how their fingers intertwine, wrapping around each other, holding on and lifting up. There's a whole lot of love in these hands. Love for each other, love for their spouses, love for their families. Strong love. Forever love.

It makes me cry.

Where's those tissues?

*I'll post more pictures tomorrow. I'm too tired.