I mentioned yesterday that my parents came to Pigeon Forge for the wedding. What I didn't tell you is that they intended to surprise us by showing up the night before and letting us know they were there. However, I spoiled the surprise about a week before we left Texas by asking my mother point blank if they were planning on coming. They had decided to make a weekend of it and drove to Anniston, Alabama so my dad could check out the stock of M-1 Garands they had for sale. In typical fashion, my father purchased one of the rifles while they were there and proceeded to show it off to my (new) husband he had never met before shortly after the ceremony. At least Daddy was there to give me away.
Mom and Dad arrived at the lodge around 1 while we were finishing getting dressed for the ceremony at 2. It was about that time that the rain started. We had had beautiful weather all up to that point. But it proceeded to rain through the entire ceremony and most of our pictures afterwards only to be a gorgeous evening once everything was said and done. The ceremony itself was quite lovely. The rain had cooled the air off a bit and we had a nice breeze blowing the whole time. Plus we had a fantastic view of the Smokey Mountains in the background. The only issue I had was trying to keep my heels from sliding between the cracks in the boards on the porch of the lodge. Well, that and the horribly ugly tie our minister was wearing.