My almost "REDNECK" wedding

People who know me well know that my neck turns red when I'm A) mad, B) excited or C) nervous. It's one of those things that just happens and as hard as I try I have no control over it. Dealing with this for as long as I can remember, I certainly expected to have a "REDNECK" (beside Alan) at my wedding last Sunday. Needless to say, I was definitely items B and C.

Maybe love does cure all that ails you...cause guess what... I had no redneck. See...

not before...








Not during....

And not after...