Obla di, obla da – fin

December 22, 2008 § Leave a comment

After the ceremony, our most excellent photographer got one shot that I really wanted – a group shot. I have to hand it to our guests, they were troopers out there in the cold.

We entered the reception right into our first dance, which was to “You’re My Best Friend” by Queen. Honestly, I couldn’t think of a better song for us to dance to, and the Mr. and I love Queen, so it was perfect. After some hello’s, we headed upstairs for dinner. All the centerpieces were put together by the Mr. and his sister’s boyfriend, and Tori did such a great job setting up everything else we made. There were so many great things about the Houston Mill House, but holy moley was their food the clincher. The Mr. and I had some serious food orgasms after our first tasting there, and I have to say everything was spectacular (their crab cakes are TO DIE FOR). The staff served us the biggest heaping plates of everything on the buffet. Needless to say, the food was amazing, everything from the steak to the crab cakes to the carved wild boar. Um, can you tell we love food?

Sometime after dinner is where we entered the land of 1,000 toasts. Aptly named, because after my brother in law and sister gave their toasts, everyone else decided to give one, too! It was pretty hilarious to see who we did or did not meet on the internet (I think internet wins!). After the 10th person or so, Brian declared it cupcake time, and we noshed and finished off the night with dancing, drinking, and more photo booth photos.

After our exit at the end of the night (where the Mr. proceeded to try and catch rose petals in his mouth, we retreated to the hotel. We also immediately changed our Facebook status because we’re nerds like that. And that was it – we had a wonderful quiet evening back in our room – the champagne was flowing, us newlyweds hit the sack… and then at 4:30 am, fire alarm in the hotel went off.

Yep, that’s right. He woke up first, saying the alarm was going off, and the first thing I said was “shit, I hope it’s not one of our guests (i.e. Dave).” It wasn’t, as evidenced by all of us standing in our pajamas and coats in the hotel lobby. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my camera with me! We had Sunday to relax and pack for the honeymoon, and we ended up watching movies and ordering Thai.

I couldn’t think of a more perfect wedding for us. Thank you to all who helped, inspired, participated, and wished us well. As written in our program, special thanks go out to the internet – without you, we never would have met.

Happy ever after in the marketplace…

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