An Epic Sunday

I love a Sunday.

And I especially love a Sunday if it's the day after Julie and JK's wedding. Because then we've got ourselves an epic Sunday.

It started thusly:

We didn't just have a bruncheon, we had a bruncheon with Monarch butterflies released into the world . . .

 . . . and wedding couple serenading . . .

  . . . and new friends everywhere . . .

 . . . and new family everywhere . . .

 . . . and cousin love everywhere.

That's the kind of bruncheon it was.....

And then?

Well, then we embarked upon a good old-fashioned Asheville bicycle pub crawl.......

Who wouldn't want to pub crawl with these peeps?

Who wouldn't want to crawl into this pub . . .

. . . with this beer?

If you ever want to know anyting about me, ever, just look at this photo. Then you will know everything you ever want or need to know abut me. Ever.

Our crew? Epic.

Our new Asheville friends?

Epic.

And all the boys who have all the Westys? Oh I think you know . . .

And the girls? Oh, the girls.

Mom was incredible. The whole weekend. This Mom of ours, she is a Rock Star. Dad would be over-the-moon proud.

As he would of his sons-in-law. Look at those Corey Boys!

So, okay, Dad would have wanted to have gone home before any of the rest of us would have, but that's not important right now.

What is important is the day. And the peeps. And us.

All of us.

Epic.