To blove, honor, and obey

We were at Vicki's cousin's wedding this weekend. It was really nice. We got to see some family we don't get to see too often. Also, it was near Lancaster, PA so we were in Amish country. I couldn't get used to the idea of passing so many horse and buggies.

The wedding ceremony itself was very nice. As the groom stated his vows, I looked at Vicki and thought about what those words meant, and how I still felt that committed to her. Apparently many other of the married couples were doing the same, because a reflective silence settled over the church as the groom finished, "'till death do us part."

At this point, Katie decided to put her two cents in and blurted out, "Oh-oh!". The whole church laughed. Katie's parents blushed.