When The Cowboy Who Doesn't Like Cows Joined Our Family

I really wish I were better at blogging on a more regular basis; it would make life so much easier. I mean, by the time I actually decide to write a blog post, I have so many things I could post about that half the time I give up in despair because I can't choose.Then, after several weeks (or months) of procrastination and general busyness, I decide on a topic (or three or four), but it's right at bed time, so I decide to leave it for the next day.

For example, after composing the above paragraph, I decided I was too tired to finish this post and went to bed. Then, yesterday, I occupied myself with other activities. It is now day three of this post (actually day four now...cough), and I haven't even started writing it yet. None of this is with the intent of complaining; on the contrary,  I enjoy blogging (otherwise I wouldn't do it!)! I'm simply a lazy, scatter-brained blogger(ish) crazy lady with excellent procrastination skills.

That said, the last few months have been loaded with activities! First and foremost (and the topic of this post), Clari got MARRIED to"Mr. Finally," whom shall henceforth be referred to as "The Cowboy Who Doesn't Like Cows," or "Cowboy" for short. 

Truly, Clari and Cowboy's wedding was simply beautiful and Christ's name was lifted high. It was an unforgettable day. 

Officially Mr. and Mrs.!

 Sisters, always and forever. <3 p="">

So thankful for this wonderful Daddy we have.

Bridal Party!

They are pretty much the most adorable and happy couple I've ever seen...

 Clari and Gubby (13)

Bridesmaids.

Family! It was extremely cold outside, and here you can see various individuals either trying to keep themselves or others warm. Left to Right: Mini-man (10), Sweet-Pea (16), Polly-Wog (19), Squish (3), me, Mozzarella (17), Mom, and Dad.

Family is forever. Although size is a growing variable.


(Photo-credit to Kalahan Kayla Photography)