Okay, okay. People have been asking about the wedding crashers at our wedding.
It's a boring story, really, but since you asked...
Here's how the events of our reception progressed (including wedding crashers):
- We started by eating appetizers of homemade guacamole, seven-layer dip, and salsa (as well as totally unhealthy but utterly delicious nacho cheese from a can).
- Then dinner was served and we helped ourselves to black bean and corn salad, make-your-own quesadillas, and fajitas.
- When folks finished eating, Matt and I grabbed our portable microphone and did a brief little speech to thank everyone for their contributions to the wedding ("It takes a village" kind of thing). Then we invited everyone to help themselves to the cakes. Yum!
- Then we moved to the flagstone patio and performed our first dance.
- Then we invited others to start dancing with us--to music provided by our trusty iPod. I danced for a good, long while. At some point, the vibe turned into more of a frat-party feel on the dance floor, so I moseyed inside. I played a faster version of Scrabble (involving the tiles, but not the board), looked at video of the wedding with my mom and aunt, hung out with my best friend in the living room area, and then wandered out to the campfire. On my way to the jacuzzi, I noticed a group of unfamiliar people walking toward us. I said, "Are you wedding crashers?" They said, "Kind of." Matt's good friend, Noah, introduced himself as the groom and me as his bride. Then he started digressing on some long story about our wedding, so I left them and got changed to go into the jacuzzi.