My baby sister Deanna, got married on Saturday. Okay, she's not a baby anymore, she's 31, but that's besides the point. The wedding was held at Doug's (her hubby) parents house. A longtime friend of Doug's whi just happens to also be a minister performed the ceremony. All the groomsmen and the father of the bride wore kilts (much to the amusement of my daughters "Grandad, why are you wearing a skirt?"
). Instead of Here Comes the Bride, Deanna had chosen Scotland the Brave to be played when Dad was walking her down the aisle. Deanna had picked out all the CD's with the different bagpipe tunes. Unbeknowst to her, however, Doug had arranged for a real piper to come play.
I'll post a couple of pics.
Here's Deanna and Dad
Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. --Benjamin Franklin 
