There's nothing quite like stuffing cake in someone's face.
Just a little more than one year ago, my Stacy and I tied the knot in the beautiful Minnesotan countryside. That day was the best day of my life, but the few months before that day were filled with once-in-a-lifetime decisions. Who's going to be the flower girl? Who's going to be the ring bearer? Are we even going to have a ring bearer? and What's our first dance song going to be?
By far the most difficult question for me to answer was: Who will my groomsmen be?
I've been blessed to have several reliable, close friends in my life. Narrowing my male friends down to four groomsmen was a mental and emotional struggle.
My (only) brother and my (only) brother-in-law were shoe-ins. They're not only blood, but they're also a couple of my closest buds. It was an easy decision. Filling the other two groomsmen positions was tough. To make a long story short, my closest friends Brandon and Steve stepped up to the alter with me and the rest of our wedding gang. (Jeff, Ryan, Brandon and Steve (and my ushers Jeff and Otis): If you're reading this, thanks again for being there for me. I owe beers to you all.)
BTW: Here's my advice for grooms-to-be who are picking their line-up: Don't over-think it. True friends will still be your friends even if you don't pick them to be in your wedding. Don't stress over it.
What you should stress over, if anything, is how you're going to clean the frosting out of your nose after your bride smashes a slice of cake on your face.
When Steve and Melanie asked me to be their wedding photographer, I was even more honored than I would have been if Steve had asked me to be a groomsman. For me, capturing someone's wedding day is just as fun as being in the party. In my mind, the only difference is that I don't have to rent a tux - and, of course, I have a camera in my hand all day.
Steve and Melanie had the most beautiful outdoor wedding I've ever seen. There's always a risk with doing anything outside in South Dakota, but they were blessed with a gorgeous August Saturday. It was a picture-perfect day.
I was honored to be there for Steve and Melanie, but I'm even more honored to have them as friends.
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