Party Like It's 1999

When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I’ll be here forever
Said I’ll always be a friend
Took an oath,
I’ma stick it out till the end - Shawn Carter, Christopher Stewart, Thaddis Harrell, Terius Nash

OK, this is the first post where the title of the song doesn't match the title of the post. I'm sure it irks me more than it irks you. We were married in First Church Congregational which was the church to which I belonged and the reception was held at Anthony's Ocean View. The website will show you how beautiful Anthony's is in the sunshine. Of course, it poured on our wedding day. I took a photo of the response card and reception information and posted it above. The invitations were similar with the floral pattern and green print. I always loved them. They, like our china pattern, are a white on white pattern that proves difficult to photograph, but trust me, they're pretty.

Anyway, the reception was beautiful. I especially loved the staff. Alberto was the wedding planner and none of us can say one bad word about him. He made everything so easy and always with a smile on his face. The head table server always came to get me when the food was served so I didn't miss any food (she clearly knew food was important to me). When I found out people missed courses, I felt bad for them but happy I got to enjoy it all. Being in the wedding party, we did miss the cocktail hour which is unfortunate, but I did hear it was nice. We had some food in the upstairs room, but it wasn't nearly as yummy as what was served to the guests. It is all a blur, but here are some memories. Right before we pulled up to the church, the limo driver asked if I was sure I was doing the right thing and offered to turn around and be my get-away car. My great-grandmother almost passed out because her girdle was too tight. If I make it to be that age, I'm not wearing any girdle. Love me, love my fat. The DJ took some liberties with friends and family members' names which led to some laughter. My aunt gave me the yummiest drink, and I've spent the rest of my life trying to figure out what it was. I still don't know. My dad and I practiced our dance at home and, when it came time to do it in front of people, he didn't count off for me. So, I may have been a beat behind and may have stepped on his foot a couple of times. Also, when it came time to spin, I missed my cue and we had to try it again. I have all new respect for those Dancing with the Stars folk. As for the photo below, I love it. I don't know what was so funny (though I suspect it may have been Husband's dancing), but I was having fun!