Mark & I went to a cowboy wedding today at the Fort Worth Stockyards. We were delayed a bit due to a cattle drive on the main drag. Longhorns are BIG damn cows... and slow, too! The minister pulled a gun. The flowergirls carried buckets and the meal at the reception was chicken fried steak, fried okra and iced tea! Hell yeah, we know how to throw it down in Texas!
We escaped to the 'burbs before the cake was cut. Whew! That was close!
Mark looked very nice in his cowboy-ish attire (he's wearing his boots).