10/10 Do It Again!!

***As I keep trying to view this post after I published it EVERY time it cuts out some pictures and/or something. There should be 19 pictures (I know, I went a bit overboard), and make sure Blogger includes my story of the dog at the end. Keep Refreshing People! ...and on a different note, I'm so frustrated because Blogger is not spacing my paragraphs like I want! Sorry it looks like they are just jumbled together! Heather and Blogger, NOT BFF today.***

A wise man once said, "10-10 Do it again!". That man, I'm proud to say, was my Daddy...the groom.

And that's exactly what he did.

October 10, Daddy and Donna tied the knot on a friend's farm. The weather was perfect and the scenery could not have been more beautiful. Beau was excited that the first wedding he ever got to attend was his Pappy's.

Photos of festivities:Aren't they too cute?Jessie (my sister), Donna, Daddy, and moi.

Derek (Jessie's hubby, my bro-in-law, and Leo's fellow red-head), Leo and Beau...duh.
Horses and a sunset.

Beautiful Orchids.

Family Photo!

Sisters... I know, I know...she's tall, thin, and blonde...NOT fair.

Um, yeah, that's my son on a miniature horse. Just your average Friday night.

It was really a great evening. Congrats to the newlyweds and welcome to the family Donna. By the way, you are being such a good sport becoming an "intant grandma"...or should I say Mammie? HAHA! (See, my dad really wants Beau to call him Pappy...so, we were saying that we guess Donna would be Mammie...So we would have Mammie and Pappy. But JUST KIDDING!).

We had such a good night, that it almost overshadows the fact that I HIT A DOG when we were leaving. (Leo came straight from work, so he met me there...I know you were wondering...) We were on a narrow country road and a little black and white dog ran out RIGHT in front of me. I slammed on the breaks.... THUD THUD THUD. I immediately burst into tears; visualizing have to get my baby out of the car, sobbing, walking up to the house and knocking on the door to inform the little wide-eyed, freckle-faced, pig-tailed girl that I just creamed her last year's birthday present that she begged for. But when I pulled over I saw it running down the road, yelping. I definitely hit it, but I guess he's gonna be OK. Poor guy. I felt horrible. I mean, this is the same girl that nearly killed her entire carpool on the the way to school one day because I swerved off the road to avoid hitting a mangy stray (Lori, Steph...do you guys remember that?).

*exhausted sigh*