our wedding: reception rituals


Our wedding was joyously filled with a lot of friends and family (and a lot of dancing). I’ll first share photos of the reception rituals, and later you will see a lot more photos of our guests.

While the wedding party was busy taking photos, we had our guests go into the reception hall for drinks (bottled beer, wine, and of course my favorite, frozen margaritas) and appetizers (fruit and vegetables with dip and a giant, Texas shaped cheese spread with crackers). For the non-alcohol drinkers, we of course had bottled Dr. Pepper on hand, sweet and unsweet tea, and water.


Our first dance as husband and wife was to Jason Mraz’s “I Won’t Give Up“. I first heard it on the radio a year ago when driving to Houston for an acting gig, and I immediately knew it would be the perfect song. We slow danced into a waltz, and even with a lot of feet (mine and Whitney’s included) stepping on my dress (I didn’t take that into account when we planned our dance), our first dance was a wonderful success. πŸ™‚


Brandon, Sonny, and Barbara gettin’ into the music.


I love this one in black and white.


After our first dance, we finally had some time to sit down and eat (or at least try to). I didn’t have an appetite all day, and even though Poke-e-Jo’s provided a wonderful spread of barbeque (turkey, ribs, and brisket with potato salad, broccoli cheese casserole, salad, and bread), I couldn’t eat but a few bites. Our caterer provided outstanding food and service, and I wish I had had the stomach to savor it that day.


After dinner came the toasts. My mother gave a short and sweet thank you to all of our guests for coming, and then Frank (groomsman), Anna (maid of honor), and Alex (best man) all gave their toasts. Their speeches collaborated perfectly together: Franks was about us as a couple, Anna’s was about her relationship with me, and Alex’s was about Whitney. Of course, my sister’s touched closest to my heart, and I had to try hard not to cry. She printed it out for me, and I now have it in the front page of the scrapbook she made me (with photos and messages from all of my girl friends invited to the wedding).


Next up…the cake cutting! I guess with the hustle and bustle of everything, a lot of people weren’t aware we were cutting the cake (but they were aware how delicious it was when they were eating it πŸ˜‰ ). I had been looking forward to the cake all day, so I made sure to at least get a few bites of the lemon cake. Our guests loved it, and we had no cake leftover (except the small top layer we took home)! Since we were going to be moving across the country, we decided to eat our cake within the week after the wedding instead of freezing it for our one year anniversary.


After cake (didn’t I tell you we had a lot to squeeze into the reception?), Whitney and his mother danced together. I joined in with his father, and we danced to Moon River by Henry Mancini (his mother’s choice). You may recognize it from the movie, Breakfast at Tiffany’s.


After the dance floor opened up for a while, we did the bouquet and garter toss. I had hoped to toss the bouquet farther into the crowd of girls, but unfortunately it ended up hitting a rafter on the ceiling. Wah wah. I had the DJ play Spice Up Your Life by the Spice Girls for the bouquet toss.


My mother’s longtime friend, Annalyn, caught the bouquet!


Some of the single guys were trying to get out of trying to catch the garter (I made sure that didn’t happen πŸ˜‰ ). Whitney chose to have Leggie Blonde by Flight of the Conchords as his garter toss song. Get it?! Haha.


Whitney’s cousin, Conrad, caught the garter (I had a toss garter…of course I kept the one made from my mother’s dress). I guess his shirt came up with all of the excitement, haha.


Next up, “Our Guests”…

-wonderland sam


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