Grandma will not apologize for kickin' 'em heels high.
(Yes, that title is me singing along to the song in the background.)
See? This is the kind of lady you want to be marrying. One that's willing to make communion even more of a community affair. Share and share alive!
Just another example in my long line of evidence that flower girls secretly conspire to ruin weddings.
Scenario 1: He dropped the cake.
Scenario 2: He's LEVITATING THE CAKE.
I prefer the second one.
There's always one guy like Brad at every wedding.
My pessimistic nature tells me this is fake, but also tells me it could happen? Conflicting!
Hey, hey, hey. This isn't Dancing With the Stars!