I love weddings. The brides are so beautiful, happy, and radiant. The bride’s parents, different story. They are stressed. They are also considerably poorer.  The groom, they look happy generally, most of  the time anyway. Modern weddings take considerable time, money, and attention to detail. I try and pay attention to the little things like the altar flowers, and the pew flowers and the little details. Somebody sweated bullets and paid a fortune for them and so I try and take notice. Anyway, weddings, I love’em.

A week or so ago Sweetie, Nana, and I went to a wedding. Sweetie and Nana were friends of the brides parents. I had met them but didn’t know them really. I had never seen the bride or groom.

The wedding was beautiful. These Generation Y weddings, what can you say about the Groom and his groomsmen? Nice guys, I like the fist bumps they gave each other as they came up one by one. The bridesmaids were grinning ear to ear. They were pretty also. I mean, pretty as they could be in the dresses they had to wear. (Just kidding, the bridesmaids really were very pretty.)

This wedding had something a little different. I had never seen it before. Afterward they left for the reception in a helicopter. No lie!!! I was there to document the whole thing.

Here they come:

Here they are at the chopper. Notice the bride has changed to her cowboy boots. I got into a discussion with a lady next to me who claimed that the bride wore the boots during the ceremony. I respectfully told her that nope, the bride wore appropriate shoes for the occasion. I saw them. She disagreed, She’s wrong.

Off they go, we saw them later at the reception.

Anyway, I’m going with another hymn on this perfect pairing. Instead of using an out of context Bible quote. I’m going to use an out of context hymn: “I’ll Fly Away.” Lucky for you Allison Krause is going to sing it instead of me.