I am in Arkansas this week for the weddings of a couple of my cousins.  And no, they are not getting married to each other. Anyway, since the weddings were a week apart, I decided it would be easier to just stay in Arkansas between weddings rather than to drive back and forth both weekends.

Now I don't know exactly how this happened, but about 2 and 1/2 hours out of Dallas, I happened to question whether or not I had packed my suit.  I hadn't.  Dumass.

Anyway, I made do and stopped and picked up a pair up slacks and wore one of my knit shirts.

The first wedding, my cousin John Jr., was a nice ceremony; held at the Baptist church in Vanndale, Arkansas.  I know you know where it is, so I won't bother giving directions. :)

It was actually the first time that I've ever heard a preacher use the phrase, "Deer woods," in a ceremony.  But he did. As in, "John, when you're out in the deer woods, all you have to do is look down at your ring and think about your wife" or some such.

The topper, however, was when the preacher said, "John, I reckon now would be a good time for you to kiss your bride."

Only in Arkansas.

I also didn't know that it was fashionable to wear flip flops to a wedding. My 14-year old niece walked out wearing them and when I questioned her choice, she said it was fine.  Anyway, what the heck do I know about fashion?  When we arrived at the church, I found two of my other cousins were also wearing flip-flops.  So again, what the heck do I know about fashion.

Only in Arkansas.