Bahama Nuptials

My darling little brother got married yesterday to a beautiful woman named Wayneen. She's from Wenatchee, but has roots in Arkansas. They flew to the Bahamas and were married on the beach by a Baptist preacher whose wife served as the witness.

Aren't they cute together? They picked out these outfits before they left. The flight attendants found out they were going to be married and presented a bottle of champagne to them. She couldn't take the bouquet into the States, so she left it with the pastor's wife, I think.

I love you guys. You have been prayed for, prayed over, and wished all the glories and beauties of life. Long live your love. †

He's engaged!

My little brother is getting married! He met Wayneen through eHarmony, and they've been dating for about six months. She's everything we've been praying for for him. She's charming, funny, healthy, and she has no baggage into the bargain! I know that's hard to believe, and we thought the same thing, but what you see is what you get. Her parents are gone, and of her two sisters, one is an angry biker chick, and the other is schizophrenic. Neither care for her (which I just don't get). She's humble, thoughtful, generous, witty, and intelligent, and we're all so deeply grateful for this match. They go well together since Alan is all those things too (the good stuff, not the angry/schizo part).

They don't know exactly when the wedding will be, but Alan wants to get married in Hawaii on the beach. Be awfully nice to be able to go, but with the price of gas and airline tickets, we'd have to win the lottery. And that'd be difficult since we don't buy lottery tickets... Anyway, go Brawno! I love you!