Our dinner was on a terrace on the seventh floor of The Citizen Hotel. The weather was lovely so the windows were open and we had a pretty great view of the state capital.
We sat at our own table in front of the dance floor. I loved that we had a chance to talk just us. I also loved that our friends got to sit with their groups of extended friends as well as their dates.
To kick off the night, while people were eating their salads, we received toasts from Kristen and Steve our maid of honor and best man. Both were so sweet and made us blush. I wish I had them on video.
While the guests ate dinner, we made our rounds to most of the tables to say hi and thank people for coming.
Then we quickly ate dinner. I remember being too excited to eat.
Robbie, my brother, put together a sweet slide show of E&P growing up. It quickly turned into "who's friends can be louder when a photo of USC or Cal comes on the screen?"
We played the coolest “who knows each other better” game hosted by my aunts from Minnesota.
Paul and I sat back to back and answered questions like “who’s smarter?” “who’s a better kisser?” “Who’s more organized?” We each held up signs I had made and tried to get the same answers.
We did except for one.
We broke a cupcake in half and fed it to each other. No smashing. No mess. Just eat. Our cupcakes were from Ettore’s and though I only tried half of one, I heard rave reviews.
And then there were the dances.
P and I just sort of drifted in circles; we never took lessons like we hoped.
But my dad is sort of a dance pro and we twisted and turned to Frank Sinatra.
And then P and his mom.
And finally, the floor was opened up to everyone.
to be continued…and it's the final wedding post, I promise...
all photography by Lisa Welge
