We're eloping!!! That’s right—Jerry’s parents are our getaway drivers, and we’re sneaking off to tie the knot in the romantic land of Sevierville, TN in the Great Smoky Mountains (yes, it’s a real place, and no, Dolly Parton is not officiating… we asked). But don’t panic—we’re not pulling a full Houdini. We’ll be back in August to throw a big celebration with all our favorite people (yes, that means you, family and chosen-family alike). So save the date and bring your swimsuit—we’ll be celebrating love, laughter, and probably someone cannonballing into the lake!

So here's the deal: We're getting married. Yep. For Real. No take-backs. #ToHaveAndToHolt It's happening at the groom's parents' lake house, because they're fun, brave, and generously letting us take over their property for a day of legally binding love and moderately controlled chaos. It's going to be relaxed, ridiculous, and really us. The bride and groom will start out lookin' all fancy for the ceremony - but don't worry, that won't last long. Once the vows are done, the formal attire gets tossed in the lake. They'll be in comfy clothes faster than you can say "barbecue stain". Speaking of the ceremony, it will be officiated by none other than Gunner - yes, THAT Gunner. He rides an Indian motorcycle, got ordained online in like seven minutes, and is now legally empowered to bless this holy union (and possibly start a motorcycle gang if he wanted to). He's bringing the vibes, the wisdom, and enough long, silver hair to give Fabio a run for his money. After that: food. We're talking hors d'oeuvres (snacks that sound fancier when you use the French), BBQ (wear a bib to protect your tuxedo t-shirt), and drinks galore. Vodka lemonade will be on tap (tastes innocent, isn't), plus a keg of Michelob Ultra (hydration counts) and a keg of Shiner (for Texans or those trying to be Texans). Want something fancier? Stranger? More "you"? BYOB and bring a cooler-this ain't a dry wedding and we believe in beverage freedom. Also - the lake may be in play. Swimming and floating if the lake is up (we've asked nicely, but the lake does what it wants). Bring a swimsuit if floating in the lake with a cold drink in one hand and a rib in the other feels like the spiritual experience you've been waiting for. We'll have cornhole for the competitive, karaoke for the brave, and possibly both at once if things get weird enough. Come comfy, come hungry, and come ready to witness the sacred merging of two souls...and someone absolutely butchering a power ballad by the water (still praying to the rain Gods!). And let's be honest: It wouldn't be a wedding without our favorite people there to share the day with us - and to make sure nobody ends up face-first in the lake after one too many drinks. So be there or risk hearing about it forever. Please RSVP on this website so we know how much vodka lemonade is too much. Don't forget to use our hastag: #ToHaveAndToHolt to share the memories using our QR code