Finally, the reception. . .
We had our wedding reception this past weekend on August 16th. Cass aka Foreverdarkness flew out here for the party. I was so excited - she came the furthest, from San Francisco and her flight got in late Friday night. We sat up drinking wine. I was just a tad hungover the next morning, ha ha.
We'd picked up Chris' two oldest kids the Monday before, so they'd helped us the whole week getting ready for the party and Chris' son helped him with his lawn work. We hit the beach a few times and when Chris' sister, Shari, arrived on Friday (she stayed in a hotel nearby with her daughter, a friend and her son and daughter), we shuttled them all to the beach. We actually were alone, just the two of us, for a few hours, but we still had things to get ready for the party, so we made the most of the time.
Now I wish we'd had this whole thing catered, etc. We ended up borrowing tables and chairs from a local church, bought pretty much all the food and beverages ourselves, some guests brought food, which helped a lot, and we set up two additional tents. Then decorate the tables, put the favors out, etc.
We'd gotten almost 70 people who RSVP'd that they'd come and we hoped they all wouldn't show up. Not because we didn't have enough room - we did. It's just we realized that was a lot of people to mingle with and entertain! Just under 50 showed up, a lot of my relatives, friends and Chris' sister, her daughter and some business acquaintances. Man, you really know who your friends are with events like this!
Chris and I barely made it into a shower (no, not together) just before 2 pm, when people started to show up. Since it was outside in our HUGE yard, we didn't have to worry about the inside of the house as much. We also rented two porta potties, which we decorated with Cowboy and Princess.
Why those? Well, Jason Michael Carroll, a country crooner, has this song called "Livin our Love Song." Part of the lyrics go:
"People said it would never work out
But living dreams, we shattered all doubts
Feels good to prove 'em wrong
Livin' our love song. . .
. . .Something like this just doesn't exist
Between a backwoods boy and a fairytale princess"
Unfortunately, a thunderstorm hit at about 4 pm and most of our relatives left. So the rest of us trooped into the house to do the champagne toast and cutting the cake. Then a musician we'd hired came at 6pm. We were a small, but enthusiastic audience!
Everyone left at around 930-10 pm and while Cass stayed up until 2 or so in the morning showing the musician guy how she plays World of Warcraft, Chris and I collapsed. The kids went to stay with our friend, Joanne, because Chris' son was supposed to sleep on the couch, but Cass and Mark, the musician were still in the living room. Bless Joanne for doing that!
The next morning, hungover, I began cleaning up. An hour or so later, Chris and Cass joined in, Joanne dropped the kids off, who also helped and we had the outside and house pretty much cleaned up by early afternoon.
My sister, her hubby, kids and my mom stopped by Sunday night to hang out for a bit. We were still tired. We crashed, but for some reason I woke up at 2 am and couldn't get back to sleep. I knew Cass had to leave for the airport by 530 am, so after she left, I finally slept.
Chris had to be at work by 9 am, so he let me sleep in. The kids were good about leaving me alone and at around 10 am, we all got up, had cereal, then returned things we'd borrowed from people for the party. They played on the Slip N Slide before putting it away, the porta potty people came to get their toilets and when Chris got out of work we drove the kids back to Massachusetts.
Oh, I supposed you all want to see photos, eh? I still have to get the disposable cameras developed (I couldn't find any inexpensive disposable digital ones), but here's the Reception photos taken in the house that night.
Enjoy!
We'd picked up Chris' two oldest kids the Monday before, so they'd helped us the whole week getting ready for the party and Chris' son helped him with his lawn work. We hit the beach a few times and when Chris' sister, Shari, arrived on Friday (she stayed in a hotel nearby with her daughter, a friend and her son and daughter), we shuttled them all to the beach. We actually were alone, just the two of us, for a few hours, but we still had things to get ready for the party, so we made the most of the time.
Now I wish we'd had this whole thing catered, etc. We ended up borrowing tables and chairs from a local church, bought pretty much all the food and beverages ourselves, some guests brought food, which helped a lot, and we set up two additional tents. Then decorate the tables, put the favors out, etc.
We'd gotten almost 70 people who RSVP'd that they'd come and we hoped they all wouldn't show up. Not because we didn't have enough room - we did. It's just we realized that was a lot of people to mingle with and entertain! Just under 50 showed up, a lot of my relatives, friends and Chris' sister, her daughter and some business acquaintances. Man, you really know who your friends are with events like this!
Chris and I barely made it into a shower (no, not together) just before 2 pm, when people started to show up. Since it was outside in our HUGE yard, we didn't have to worry about the inside of the house as much. We also rented two porta potties, which we decorated with Cowboy and Princess.
Why those? Well, Jason Michael Carroll, a country crooner, has this song called "Livin our Love Song." Part of the lyrics go:
"People said it would never work out
But living dreams, we shattered all doubts
Feels good to prove 'em wrong
Livin' our love song. . .
. . .Something like this just doesn't exist
Between a backwoods boy and a fairytale princess"
Unfortunately, a thunderstorm hit at about 4 pm and most of our relatives left. So the rest of us trooped into the house to do the champagne toast and cutting the cake. Then a musician we'd hired came at 6pm. We were a small, but enthusiastic audience!
Everyone left at around 930-10 pm and while Cass stayed up until 2 or so in the morning showing the musician guy how she plays World of Warcraft, Chris and I collapsed. The kids went to stay with our friend, Joanne, because Chris' son was supposed to sleep on the couch, but Cass and Mark, the musician were still in the living room. Bless Joanne for doing that!
The next morning, hungover, I began cleaning up. An hour or so later, Chris and Cass joined in, Joanne dropped the kids off, who also helped and we had the outside and house pretty much cleaned up by early afternoon.
My sister, her hubby, kids and my mom stopped by Sunday night to hang out for a bit. We were still tired. We crashed, but for some reason I woke up at 2 am and couldn't get back to sleep. I knew Cass had to leave for the airport by 530 am, so after she left, I finally slept.
Chris had to be at work by 9 am, so he let me sleep in. The kids were good about leaving me alone and at around 10 am, we all got up, had cereal, then returned things we'd borrowed from people for the party. They played on the Slip N Slide before putting it away, the porta potty people came to get their toilets and when Chris got out of work we drove the kids back to Massachusetts.
Oh, I supposed you all want to see photos, eh? I still have to get the disposable cameras developed (I couldn't find any inexpensive disposable digital ones), but here's the Reception photos taken in the house that night.
Enjoy!
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