I guess most people get dressed up more than once or twice a year--
like for church and concerts and stuff?
|Of course Santa and my parents are adept at dressing like adults,|
but it sometimes stretches my skill set.
Somehow, I am almost always able to avoid the whole "dress up" thing, with a few notable exceptions, like the annual PNER Convention.
|Will cleans up pretty nicely too!|
However, there was a fancy dress-up occasion last weekend
|These people seem quite happy about something.|
and I had no desire to miss it:
|My little brother got married!|
|Introducing Mrs. Alison and Mr. Randy Storms|
It was like a party and a family reunion and a feast all in one place.
Plus: dancing! I love dancing.
|Sweet romantic dancing quickly gave way to|
rowdy rambunctious dancing
|My dad toasts the newlyweds. He didn't even cry much.|
(my dad cries at everything. so do I.)
I have known many of the people in this photo my entire life--
and I haven't seen some of them for more than 20 years!
|Randy's daughters Lexi and Cassidy decorated the getaway Beetle, "Dieter".|
|Alison gave the bouquet a mighty toss, and Cassidy caught it!|
Jim and I had to leave before the newlyweds departed, but I left them a sweet little gift on the driver's seat of Dieter:
|Nothing like a zucchini bombing to start |
a married life out on the right foot.
Felicitations, live long and prosper, Randy and Alison!