Saturday, Ron's cousin, Belinda, was getting married. We had to drive to Bell, Florida, which is about 2 1/2 hours away. Mom, Dad, Nana and Papa and Aunt Bev were heading back from Georgia and happened to be coming through town when we were. They decided to take Rylee with them because she is NOT a good passenger. The wedding was to start at 5pm. We got there and a bad storm had come through and blew the transformer to the church out. They had no lights (and I MEAN no lights - you could see nothing!), no a/c, no nothing. They had to find generators and finally got it going at 7:00pm. The wedding was beautiful and then we went to the reception, but had to wait on them to take pictures and we didn't eat until 9pm! I am so glad they got Rylee because she would have been upset. It was so sad because it was a really pretty wedding. Blake, of course, had to take pictures with all the girls there....he took his plate to the head table and sat with one of the bridesmaids...that we didn't even know. They struck up a conversation and she was hugging and kissing him by the end of the night. He really knows how to work them. I think the pictures will explain it all.