Wedding Blog

Eek. It’s been almost a month since my last recap. I have to admit, I’ve been avoiding this recap. It was the end of the night, we just finished cutting the “cake”, and it was time for the Best Man’s and Papa Peep’s speeches.

Best Man J was with us when we met and has been Mr. Peep’s friend for almost 30 years!!

So obviously, he means a lot to us.

Then, Papa Peep:

Well, like the master Peep he is, he could have talked for hours. And he did talk for a while.

But it was heartwarming to hear how proud he is of both of us.

Fortunately, I escaped crying for the 1098098098th time that day, and got ready to shake my booty. I had been talking DJ David up for almost a year.

And let me tell ya, even though we only had 60 guests, the dance floor was packed all night.

People were seriously busting a move:

We couldn’t even keep the pregnant ladies off the dance floor:

And of course, I had to get in on that action…

… along with everyone else:

Check out Brother Peep and his wife getting down. I hadn’t seen them party that hard since Sister Peep’s wedding five years ago.

And here’s the pic that I have on our fridg of all my siblings seriously busting a move.

But where was Mr. Peep in this pic, you might ask?

He had finally got into the whole picture thing.

And of course, he had to get a pic of the boys with their Connies:

Oh, and let me tell you about our parents.

I kid you not; at one point, I looked over and saw MIL Peep next to Mama Peep, and they were both belting out, “No, No, No” to Amy Winehouse’s Rehab. I almost died. I so wish we got that on camera.

Unfortunately, at this time in the night, Amanda of Blueberry Photography left, and we missed getting the mini-mosh pit that Mr. Peep created during our last song on camera. Although, I think some things are better left undocumented.

At the end of the night, folks didn’t want to go. So, naturally, we kept the party going.

Pic by SIL Peep

Pic by SIL Peep

After a few drinks at the hotel bar, we headed up to Tosca’s for a nightcap, which was fitting, since we went there on our first date in San Francisco.

Pic by SIL Peep

Pic by SIL Peep

Finally, I looked at Mr. Peep and told him that it was time to call it a night. Our day had been fantastic, and I wouldn’t have changed anything for the world.

And the best part: our hotel suite was totally decked out.

Yes, if you are wondering, I grabbed my camera for the first time all weekend just so I could show the hive how seriously awesome the Hotel Vitale was.

And after ordering some room service, which I ate in 10 seconds flat, and rehashing the highs (walking into the reception) and lows (ending the dance party) of the night, I gave my husband a kiss and said goodnight to our wedding.

Up next: Panama!!

Pictures by my favorite photographer: Amanda at Blueberry Photography, unless otherwise noted.

Previously on Love by the Bay:
Love by the Bay: The Icing on the Day
Love by the Bay: Dancing and Toasting
Love By the Bay: Wake up, It’s Mr. and Mrs. Peeps
Love by the Bay: Us.
Love by the Bay: Celebrating over Cocktails
Love by the Bay: Mazel Tov
Love by the Bay: Our Vows
Love by the Bay: The Ceremony
Love by the Bay: We’re Ready to Go
Love by the Bay: An Old, But New to Me, Tradition
Love by the Bay: Portraits of our Peeps
Love by the Bay: A First Look
Love by the Bay: The Ladies
Love by the Bay: It Took a Village
Love by the Bay: Details in the Midst of Chaos
Love by the Bay: Hair Stylin’ and Profilin’
Love by the Bay: A Room Full of Love
Love by the Bay: Cheers to our Peeps
Love by the Bay: Peeps Guide to Running Your Own Rehearsal
Love by the Bay: Kickin’ it Off