The very first song to kick off the party was supposed to get everyone out on the dance floor—you’d think “You Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC would do it, right?
Well…everyone kind of just stared at us as we bounded onto the dance floor. I think it took a few moments for people to realize that all of the traditional stuff was out of the way and it was time to just enjoy the reception.
I think Rozy caught me beckoning people up in this picture. My Mom, Ashley, and SIL Melissa did me a solid and ran up as soon as the music started, saving us from extended awkwardness.
I actually didn’t think we’d have many dancers. We were dancing on grass, in a kind of cold tent (though that propane heater was a godsend), and we didn’t have a huge guest list. While we never had more than a handful of people on the floor, and there were a few songs where nobody danced, the people that were dancing were energetic about it!
MOH Michelle’s boyfriend Isaac was the star of the party. Dude knows how to dance, and loves to do so. He shoved a cigar in his mouth and hit the floor, and I swear he stayed there almost all night (shedding three layers of shirts in the process) until he was too sore to keep grooving.
I tried to pick up a few moves from him, as did Mr. Dragon. His sage advice? “Just go with the flow, man!”
Lily really wanted to hold Opie’s hand, but Opie had a hefty dose of stranger danger happening.
This epic photo comes from, of course, the Monster Mash.
I spent most of the night on the dance floor, when I wasn’t running into the house to take care of little details. Through the course of the night I went inside for all kinds of stuff—trying to find a cake lifter, digging out gifts for people who weren’t at the rehearsal, that kind of thing. The worst was the half-hour or so spent desperately trying to calm my suddenly queasy stomach (solved eventually with ginger ale & Pepto).
While I didn’t see much of anyone who wasn’t also dancing, Mr. Dragon, on the other hand, decided he was too sober to dance and spent most of his time hanging out with his fellow non-dancers.
There were a lot of people reuniting at our wedding, friends that hadn’t seen one another in awhile, family members saying hello again after months of being away, that sort of thing. That meant there was a lot of conversation to be had! So, while I danced the night away, Mr. Dragon did some catching up.
With the family [MIL Dragon’s photo]
Lots of our guests enjoyed the cigars Dad Dragon provided—I would have, too, but my throat was not in good shape, what with attempting to fight off a summer cold! The smoking section went strong all night.
Go Grandma! [MIL Dragon’s photo]
Others simply enjoyed the atmosphere, chatting amongst themselves by candlelight.
I think I only managed to down three or four drinks from cocktail hour to the end of the night, but I’ve been told the bar table was a hot spot.
A few people also congregated closer to the house, on the back deck, to get away from the music and enjoy quieter conversation. There was a little bit of something for everyone, and I hope our guests were entertained!
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All images not otherwise marked are by Rozy Seitz. Those marked with an asterisk were edited, with permission, by me.