Last weekend my baby bro got hitched!

Friday night, of course, was the rehearsal dinner.  Katie’s mom thought it would be cool for the out of town guest to get a little taste of Memphis BBQ while in town, so my dad got us hooked up at one of the best little BBQ joints in Memphis….The Commissary.  Let’s just say that their food’s so good you’ll slap yo’ momma.

We had a great time stuffing our faces with “fall off the bone” ribs, and BBQ sandwiches.  Then to top dinner off we chowed down on a few of their famous chocolate pies, and strawberry cakes.  OMG!!!  Derek was hurting, by the end of dinner, he ate so much.

And of course for all of the out of town family there was a LOT of the PASS THE BABY game.  I don’t think I saw my baby until we walked out the door to go home.

It was a great time.

The next day was the big one.  I still can’t believe that my baby bro is married.  Freaky.  It was a beautiful day, and Katie made a beautiful bride.

Like that veil?  It’s mine.  I know, I know.   I’m so generous.  I wore it a bit different.  It’s great that she was able to place it the way she wanted.

The ceremony was outdoors, and it was a bit of a sunny day.  When I saw my mom walking up the isle with her sunglasses on I didn’t think anything of it.  I guess she meant to take those bad boys off before she was escorted up to the front, because she was mortified when she realized that she wore them up the isle.  Silly Becca.

I thought she looked quite fancy.

Here’s my grandpa and nephew.  Isn’t this just the sweetest photo ever.  He looks so cute with that bright red hair.

Here’s my two favorite dudes waiting for the big show.

I asked Derek to snap a shot of me and Gray, because I don’t want to end up being one of those moms who is always behind the camera and never in any of the photos.  So, I am trying real hard to make and effort to be in some photos.  Well, I may need to rethink who I hand the camera to next time.  This is the shot Derek got on the 1st try….

I don’t know why most of the pictures Derek takes of my end up looking something like this, but they do.  He did better on the second go round.

See the wet spot on my dad’s back?  That’s not sweat. It’s champagne.

Just before the toast my sister was passing out glasses to toast with, and she thought that carring a tray of drinks was a good idea, with her zero year of experience in doing so.  Let’s just say….there was a crash, and someone yelling “Oh $#!+”.  My dad’s back ended up getting soaked by champagne.  Poor guy.

Other than the champagne disaster of ’98, the wedding was perfect.  The food was yummy (catered by Owen Brennan’s).  I’m so happy I got to see my little bro get to marry the girl of his dreams.

Congrats Mike & Katie.

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