Bride
Mom to Madison and Katherine, and Momanda to Kayla. (Shoutout to Brady for that name creation!) by You’ll almost always see Amanda in a band t shirt and checkered Vans. If she showed up in anything else, something in the universe would feel slightly off. Concert season is her favorite season. She fully believes she’s 5 ft 2 in and absolutely bulletproof, running circles in the mosh pit like a caffeinated feral goblin with a VIP wristband. Getting to the front row is not a goal, it’s a personal mission. If you lose her in the crowd, don’t panic. She’s fine. And she’ll get back to the front by crowd surfing her way there. She’s independent in the stubborn kind of way. She doesn’t announce what she’s doing. And don’t ever expect her to ask for help. She just disappears… and suddenly she’s deep into some problem, curiosity, or half-formed idea she absolutely did not need to start at 11:47 PM. She has more lives than a cat, keeps unlocking bonus levels through pure chaos and persistence, and somehow walks away from every situation like, “Huh. That was weird,” No dramatic search. No grand plan. But somehow, in between antique hunting, thrift store browsing, and building a small indoor rainforest one plant at a time, she accidentally found Ferrell and Kayla. They slid into her beautifully unhinged life like they had been there the whole time. From the outside it looks accidental. From the inside… it looks exactly like her.
Groom
Ferrell is the human embodiment of “just one more tool” and “just one more motorcycle part” and “wait, I need to watch three more YouTube videos before I touch this.” His happy place is somewhere between a toolbox, a garage floor, and a perfectly reasonable excuse to buy a new socket set for a job that absolutely did not require a new socket set. He loves Bryce Harper with the loyalty of a man who has emotionally adopted a professional baseball player as a personal life choice. He also owns more baseball cards than he knows what to do with. His favorite things include tools, motorcycles, watching YouTube videos about tools and motorcycles, and successfully keeping the motorcycle upright while transporting his dancing, waving, feral passenger who treats every ride like a rolling concert pit. He rides. She dances. Together, they somehow survive. He’s a proud UGA fan. Yes, ew. A painfully loyal Falcons fan who returns every season like, “This is our year,” despite a rich and well documented tradition of emotional damage. The Braves are his baseball team. If Bryce Harper was on the team, he’d be at every game. Fierce, steady, wildly capable, and built like a human safety net, Ferrell fixes what breaks, carries what’s heavy, and somehow keeps up with Amanda’s chaos without flinching. He claims it’s a full-time job just keeping her alive. But yet, every day he finds a new way to love Amanda and all 3 girls who he named “Ferrell’s Feral Girls”.
Best Man
Amanda’s youngest brother. Resourceful, smart, and mostly reliable, Austin is a decorated member of the prestigious Weenie Hut Junior. As Amanda’s hype squad cohort, they’ve spent a lifetime feeding off each other’s chaotic energy and excitement. They are quite the pair. Austin and Ferrell originally bonded at The Box, united in the tragic struggle of picking losing Keno numbers. It was during this outing that Amanda FaceTimed Austin and was introduced to Ferrell. Truthfully, none of this would be happening without Austin, but don't tell him that. His ego is already at max capacity and we’d like him to actually fit through the door. As an Alabama alum and die-hard Crimson Tide fan, he never misses a game and is famous for his signature celebration: “NeverADowwwwt!!” He recently went to the 2026 Rose Bowl and counts it as a favorite experience. Austin is a dedicated family man to his beautiful wife Lauren and their 2-year-old daughter Riley, with baby Harper joining the roster this April.
Maid of Honor
Amanda’s youngest, spiciest, and only-est sister. “We’re age gap sisters. Of course one of us remembers life before WiFi and the other thinks the internet has always existed.” The youngest of the crew, and yes, she absolutely knows it and fully uses it to her advantage. But only in the best ways. She is also the one who will go toe-to-toe with anyone who even looks sideways at her nieces. Sweet? Yes. Soft? Only on some holidays. She loves hard, protects harder, and if you manage to double-cross her… congratulations. You’ve just been added to a lifelong mental spreadsheet of grudges. As the original baby of the family, traditions are non-negotiable. Her favorite tradition is going to Waffle House on Christmas morning. Pajamas. Hash browns. Vibes. She’s a full-time college student and a substitute teacher at McGarity Elementary and IvyBrook Academy. Somehow, between her courses, classrooms, and surviving small humans all day, she still shows up for Amanda whenever she’s needed. She’s the best little sister we never knew we needed, and now can’t imagine life without.
Bridesman
Marc is the second sibling in Amanda’s lineup, but was always dubbed number one and first in line for the throne. And when that spot actually needed to be filled, he showed up exactly how you’d expect. As the peacemaker, the builder, and the family’s woodworking wizard who can turn a pile of lumber into something real, level, and permanent. His leadership looks like making things sturdier, calmer, and actually work. As a baby, Marc didn’t ask for much. He mostly just sat there smiling, and I handled the communication. Mom’s favorite memory is me proudly announcing, “Marc wants a cookie!” He has always had a little flair. As a kid, he lived in his black cowboy hat and boots and once went full Garth Brooks by smashing his tiny guitar like he was closing a sold out show. The running joke growing up was that one day he’d be bigger and stronger than me. That part came true. The better part is that he grew into both kinds of strong. Physically and emotionally. He keeps the peace and doesn’t stir things up like the rest of us. Marc is also the person you want building anything that matters. He built me a washer and dryer platform so solid you could probably park a small car on it. He and his wife Alex run a loyal, very hairy household with five dogs. Three Australian shepherds and two corgis. Marc has built a steady, loyal life. A peacemaker on the throne, a builder by nature, and the least spicy sibling quietly holding the family together.
Junior Bridesmaid
The oldest daughter. The quiet one. The sidekick. Katherine is a hardcore book lover, rock music fanatic, future marine biologist, and a 7th grade percussionist who is dead serious about mastering the marimba. Yes, we actually own one. In our house. For practice. Yes, it takes up a ridiculous amount of space. And yes, Amanda absolutely takes advantage of it to casually remind everyone that she, too, once had a whole band kid era. She’s in all advanced classes, she’s focused, she’s determined, and she somehow manages to be both soft spoken and low key hilarious at the exact same time. Like you won’t hear her coming but she will absolutely make you laugh. She is the best big sister. She’s always helping with Madison and Kayla. Always jumping in as backup without being told. Mostly patient. Always gentle. She’s making her mama’s life about 4012 levels easier just by existing near the chaos. But she is 100% my trusted sidekick. My quiet helper. My behind the scenes hero. The one who grabs the wipes, finds the missing shoe, entertains a toddler, and somehow still finishes her homework like a responsible tiny adult. She’s thoughtful, kind, secretly funny, and just sarcastic enough to keep things interesting. The kind of kid who will save sea turtles one day and still come home to help clear the pantry of microwave popcorn before anyone even notices.
Junior Bridesmaid
The middle daughter. The chaos instigator. The lover of crafts. She is obsessed with softball in the purest way. She runs like a gazelle with zero brakes and full confidence. In the dugout, she is the hype-girl. The chant leader. The tiny but mighty voice that gets everyone fired up, locked in, and laughing between innings. Half the team’s momentum comes straight from Kayla and her unstoppable energy. She has a giant heart and a serious love for all things crafty. No sheet of paper in this house is safe from Kayla’s scissors. If it can be cut, folded, taped, glittered, or accidentally destroyed in the name of creativity… she’s on it. She was officially added to the rock music community with her crowd surfing debut showing up on the Offspring’s social media last summer. Music is her life. Walk-up songs for softball are treated like a sacred creative process. They must be carefully chosen. They must be unexpected. And they must make parents in the bleachers do a full double take when the speaker kicks on. It is hilarious. It is unhinged. And it makes us ridiculously proud.
Flower Girl
The baby of the household. The official flower girl. And we fully expect her to get to the start of the aisle, turn around, and announce an enthusiastic and very confident “absolutely not.” She’s a full blown threenager. Loving. Slightly unhinged. A true Sour Patch Kid in human form. Sweet first. Chaos immediately after. But don’t be fooled, this girl is smart. Like… clocking everyone in the room smart. She’s playful and has a perfectly timed sense of mischief, especially when it comes to Ferrell. She will randomly appear at the top of the stairs, yell his name like it’s an emergency, wait for him to look up and proudly declare, “Roll Tide, Ferrell!” then disappear back into her tiny goblin world like nothing happened. Two minutes later she’ll casually follow it up with, “he’s my best Ferrell ever.” She’s sweet. She’s mean. She’s wildly intelligent. And she is absolutely convinced she runs this entire household. Honestly… she might not be wrong.
Officiant
Madison’s best friend. Don’t ever challenge that. He’s also Amanda’s best friend too… just permanently ranked second, right behind Madison. He somehow always knows when to show up with sarcasm, dad jokes, and snacks. He’s the one who reminds Amanda to always see the daylight. He somehow knows the words to basically every song ever written. He was Amanda’s original mosh-pit counterpart and will show up to a concert hours early, just so Amanda can get to the front. If there was an Olympic medal for being able to hold our position at the front all day for 4 days at a music festival, Joey would take home the gold every time. In Ferrell, he finally found a fellow Georgia Bulldogs fan… he is also a Patriots fan. Yes, a New England Patriots fan. Sorry about that Super Bowl. Too soon? Nah, never. At home, he is part of the guy dream team with his wife April, who is Amanda’s other best friend with zero competition from the very determined threenager. Together with their three boys, Tommy, Brady, and Drake, they are hands down the best Foster family we could ever ask for. Always down for loud family dinners where restaurants clap when we leave, game and movie nights, and filling the house with love, noise, and laughter. Generous, loyal, and wildly dependable, Joey is the kind of best friend who will drop whatever he’s doing and show up immediately. No excuses. No hesitation. Just love, chaos, and probably a very strong opinion about whatever music is playing in the car.