The Sunday after our wedding, a mere 5 hours after we had fallen asleep, our friends and family gathered together for brunch before heading their separate ways. We said our goodbyes as people kept filing into our originally small gathering. We had planned for 60 people at brunch and ended up with over 100! I guess more people had decided to crash than originally expected, which was fantastic! It was so beautiful to see our friends and family making friends with each other.
After brunch, we went back to our room, gathered our belongings and headed home. I wanted to stay an extra evening in the city, or up in Boston before the honeymoon so that magic of our wedding wouldn’t fade, but budget constrictions sent us back to the luxury of our own home. We weren’t due to leave for Mexico until early Monday morning. It was a wise decision to wait a day before traveling, otherwise everything would have felt rushed.
We stood in our living room, piled with wedding paraphernalia, cards, and a few oddly shaped presents. I convinced Zeb to open our gifts before he settled into a nap. Our wonderful, beautiful, fantastic friends had gifted us a 6 pack of Smirnoff, individually wrapped, of course. We got iced. We got iced real bad. So friends, if you are reading, please be reminded of what a female dog revenge can be…sweet, sweet, revenge. … read more
The main focus of our reception was the dancing! I couldn’t wait to bust some serious moves out on the dance floor. We had purposely chosen dinner music that would set the mood of an upcoming party. The energy in the room was electric and I was so happy that everyone came prepared to party. It also didn’t hurt that we had hired a DJ who I believe to be the best in the area. Seriously, I don’t think many people left our reception until it finished at 12AM. I credit Brendan Lafferty with the excellent party because the music was absolutely impeccable.
I got to share a pajama’d dance with my Godson before he and his brother left the wedding for a cousin sleepover. This allowed my Spiffy to gift our guests with her worm. Yes, oh yes, the worm happened at our wedding.
Photo booths! All the rage! I don’t care if they are a passing fad, I’ll take a strip of goofy photos any day. Our photo booth luckily tripled as guest entertainment, favors, and a guest book which we felt was worth the added expense. My only regret is that I forgot about the booth and was only able to get one picture with Zeb right before we were introduced. Our guests clearly had a blast in it.
We really loved the classic look of our photo booth, with its red background curtain. It’s like being in the mall circa 1989 with a neon scrunchy in your hair. At the end of the night we were given our guestbook to enjoy immediately. Our guests loved looking at it during our post-wedding brunch the following day. We also received a CD of all the images as well. They are some of our favorite pictures of our wedding guests.
All too often, we engaged folk find ourselves engaged in a bitter conversation about whether or not we’re inviting children. I want to let you know that through my experience, I am completely and totally supportive of either type of wedding; child-full or child-less. The reason, I believe, that parents become so frustrated with non-children weddings is because it is a statement on their parenting; their ability to control their children in social functions. Also, finding a babysitter can be a real bitch. If I were to travel in my time-machine we would have been more selective of the adults we had invited, rather than the children. We still would have invited children to our wedding.
We had over 20 children at our wedding.
They ranged in age from 3 to 13 (at which point I stop referring to them as children)
We only had an issue with one child.
It was not the child’s fault.
This child was an “and guest” but I had verbally confirmed I was more than happy that she attend.
The parent was a relative whom I was very close with growing up but had not seen more than a handful of times in the past decade.
At the risk of sounding completely self-involved, our wedding cost us quite a bit of money.
We totally subjected our guests to the utter embarrassment of the bouquet and garter toss. Joking! Jokes! Our friends were lubed up and ready to catch them some bounty. We didn’t force anyone on the dance floor and I hope our guests were courteous enough to the people who may have felt uncomfortable to not harass them into participating. It may be a regional thing, but very rarely have I attended a wedding in our area that has forgone the tradition.
Immediately before the tosses our DJ, Brendan Lafferty, asked me how to handle any situation that would involve a child catching either the bouquet or garter. I told him that if a child caught anything, we would not proceed with the winner of the garter placing it on the leg of the winner of the bouquet. AWKWARD! Luckily, no children participated in the actual catching of anything.
We started it off with the sweet, sweet sound of Jimi Hendrix. I dare you not to make fox ears a la Garth Algar.
Video via YouTube / Song Performed by Jimi Hendrix
Another wonderful part of the wedding day for the newlyweds is the speeches. I’ve taken a new liking to listening to speeches at weddings since having heard what our loved ones had to say about us.
After asking my best friend of 15 years to be MOH, I asked her how we could find a way to record her speech or hide her in another room with the microphone. You see, Brittany is incredibly shy when it comes to public speaking. Instead of running scared, she told me there was no need, as she’d be able to do it. For two best friends who were originally put into the remedial reading class in second grade together (we read too fast, they said), she did beautifully.
She started out with some heartfelt sentiments and then told everyone in the crowd that I used to force her to come with me to the high school baseball games so that I could see Zeb’s “ass in those grey tight baseball pants.” It IS a fantastic ass and those pants were wicked small.
It’s difficult planning a wedding in uncertain economic times. Vendors are going out of business and deposits are unfortunately being lost. This past fall, my brother was married at one of Southern Massachusetts’ most popular venues, The Hawthorne Country Club. I can’t tell you how many weddings I’ve attended there. We actually first met our fabulous DJ at a Hawthorne wedding. It’s a beautiful venue and has some of the most reasonable prices in the area. It’s by far the absolute best bang for your buck.
Unfortunately, a little while after my brother’s wedding, the Hawthorne announced it was closing its doors after 40 years. Unless they could find another buyer for the property, they would have to be forced into foreclosure. Everyone locally was mourning the loss of such a great venue. They literally had brides booking two years in advance, how could they go out of business? … read more
I know I said previously that I’m not a lyrics girl. However, I thought Bob Marley’s Three Little Birds had a beautiful message. I have a rotten tendency to be a bit of a worrier. Zeb’s a go with the flow everything will be all right guy. What a better mantra for our marriage? … read more