Today was grandson Kenny's wedding day. It was a beautiful, sunny day today, but a little windy. Benny was anxious to get out to the ranch where Kenny works and where the wedding was to be held. He kept tying to get me to hurry up. I told him we had plenty of time, the wedding was not until 4 PM, but he kept saying we had to find where it would be down in the pasture..okay...I give up...and we left the house at 2:15PM. We were at the ranch before 3PM. As we arrived, there were already cars and trucks everywhere, the BBQ smokers were loaded with brisket and sausages, slowly cooking to perfection. Lots of family was already there, and soon grandaughter Nikki arrived with the three little boys in tow...she looks like Britany Spears to me, long beautiful blonde hair, slender build, she stepped out of the big truck with her cowgirl boots, short, short skirt, and slip lace top. I had to smile as I saw her walking toward us. She is so pretty. It was a fun visit, lots of relatives and friends milling around the BBQ smokers, big canvas tents were set up, and the party wagon had arrived with baked beans, potato salad, and all the other goodies, pickles, jalapeno slices, onions, kegs of beer, iced tea, and bottles of water. I watched folks as they kept pouring glasses from the kegs, they were enjoying themselves. Kenny popped out of the trailer, he had been shaving, his beautiful tanned face had pieces of toilet paper on it, where he cut himself shaving. We all laughed as he came up and told us he tried to cut his throat, but changed his mind at the last minute. His Dad was laughing at that one. He disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was all neat, clean shaven, dressed in his jeans and white shirt, boutineer, and his cowboy hat. Such a handsome young man he has become, where have the years gone....I picture him in my yard as a little boy carrying an Easter basket, picking up eggs with his sisters. Today he will become Stashia's husband. Soon everyone is getting in their pick-ups and cars, and heading out to the pasture. You go over a cattle guard, up a little hill, and there it was...a very HUGE old oak tree......it was by a small pond...there were rows and rows of bales of hay, and on the bales of hay were colorful horse saddle blankets of all colors. As I looked up at the tree, I suddenly realized there were lariats tied up through the limbs. I laughed to Benny and asked him if there was a noose tied on one of them. The minister was a family friend, he had been there through the death of our beloved Jack, and others, and today  he will marry Kenny and Stashia. Music suddenly begins...of course, it is country...and coming down the hill is the beautiful bride. Her little flower girl and boy go ahead of her....tossing red and white flower petals all over the hillside, the wind blows them about as a soft carpet for her feet. She is breathtaking, absolutely beautiful. I felt the tears roll down my cheeks as I watched her. She was then at Kenny's side, and the ceremony began. The wind caught her veil and it fell off, someone grabbed it, put it back on, but again the wind took it away...and why not ! She is too beautiful not to be seen, she needs no veil, her beautiful black curls fall about her face....and then they exchange rings, and the first sweet kiss as man and wife.....to which we all heartily clap. There were photos to be taken, and then we were all back in our cars and heading for the BBQ, It was just a glorious day. The birds sang in the field to their vows, the wind solftly carried their words of love to each other...just a precious moment in time. The country music and food was devine...Kenny"s Dad, Rocky, helped with the cooking....out of this world brisket to be sure.....and then I saw the cake ! It took my breath away. The bottom layer had wild stallions painted in colored icing, they were chasing each other around the cake...the second layer was steer heads with long horns...I told Benny they had to put our steer, Hombre, on there somewhere. The top layer was a cute cowboy and cowgirl, there were braided candy ropes that looked like lariats on the cake. All I can say is WOW ! I was impressed !  There were boots set on the tables with beautiful flowers in them. The money tree was done with wire and clip clothespins, money was put into bright circular yellow doilies, then folded in half, and in half again, messages were written on them, and they were pinned with clothespins to the money tree. The grooms cake was chocolate, of course. In all, it was a glorious day.....at sunset, we left the happy group, and I hugged Kenny and told him to never go to bed angry, always make up with Stashia, because we are always right. Lots of laughs there, but this will be a very wonderful day to remember.As I hugged Stashia, and called her by her married name, she laughed..."Wow, I have to get used to that !"And with great joy, another is added to the family which I pray, wil last for time to come.

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