Oh, what a happy day. This past weekend our oldest boy married his sweetheart. The setting was beautiful, the reception was a blast, and the happy couple danced the night away. For me, the most emotional part of the whole deal was seeing the beautiful Mrs. K and Tyson during the Mother/Son dance. This boy won't have any idea how much she loves him until he has kids of his own. Trust me.
Eli was the best man, and he looked really good in his suit. Here, he is showing his favorite person how he constructs the intricate, complicated, and sophisticated reels for the shop.
Ah, but we couldn't possibly leave out the maven from Fitness in the Fast Lane. She breezed in from Austin mere hours before Tyson's wedding, only to breeze out early the next morning. I was lucky enough to catch a selfie with her, and contrary to visuals, I had NOTHING to drink.
Indeed, the beautiful Mrs. K had to have her selfie with me as well. Although it must be said that her fabulous dress was quite the envy of the wedding goers...not so much the boring suit-and-tie that I was rocking. I couldn't even button the top button because my neck is too big. Believe it or not, I was not drunk in this photo, either.
But just to distract from the beautiful people in the previous photos, I bring you an odd photo with no context. A non sequitur of the highest order. Bizarre, if you will. No alcohol, although at this point maybe I should have some?
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