Once we were done with the wedding party pictures it was time for the guys to go greet guests.
Side note… it was a really hot day and we had guests arriving early so instead of them having to sit outside for an hour, my badass DJ whisked them away to the banquet hall, check that… air conditioned banquet hall… across the courtyard from ours. BEST DJ EVER!
Ok, so back on track. The guys grabbed some snacks and drinks and went out in pairs to hand our programs and greet people as they came in. I did fail to let them know to tell the guests that only the first row was reserved, so our pictures look kind of weird because people are sitting at least 3 rows back, but oh well… I didn’t even notice until I saw pictures.
While the guys were greeting, I did one last makeup check, sprayed on some more hair spray and got ready to go. Before we left, we decided that we (the girls) needed to make a toast and drink the champagne that was in the room for us. I popped it, we poured it, and everyone got in a circle.
Amanda, J’s sister, was the first to say something… “to my new sister”… and I couldn’t hold back the tears. My mom made a toast too, and sadly enough I cannot remember what she said, but this awesome five minutes made some of my favorite pictures of the day.
After the outdoor pictures we sweated through, we decided that we’d enter through the reception hall door instead of standing outside in the sun, so once we were done drinking our champagne we went and got ready to make our entrances.
And then it was time. The guys walked in and then it was time for the girls. One by one they went in and the line into the ceremony was getting smaller and smaller. My MOH gave me a huge hug and told me she loved me… I sent the kiddos on the way… and then it was my turn. With my arm in my dad’s, I took a deep breath…
It was no use… I walked out the door and the tears started. I put my head down and said, “damnit” and my dad told me to quit it or he would cry (again) and then I laughed. It didn’t stop the tears from falling, but it cleared my head until I made it down the aisle and dried my eyes.
When I got to the end of the aisle, my mom stood up and stood on my left…
Instead of my dad speaking for both of them, they were both there beside me, just as they always have been. And when the reverend said, “who gives this woman”, my mom and dad said “we do”.
(all photos by Catie's Captures)
Next Up: Wedding Day Recap: The Ceremony (back on Monday!!)
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