Weddingbee boards

When we last left off, we were married!  Yay!  We had even managed to fill out the forms.  With that taken care of, it was time for the important part... eating.  (no, seriously... anyone who has ever seen my comments on threads about not getting a chance to eat knows that this was a serious priority for me.  It was also a serious priority for all our guests, because they know what a raging monster I turn into without food.)

There was a thread yesterday about details and going without, so I'm also going to show some of our (un)details in this post.  For our slacker wedding party attire and our total lack of any flowers, bouquets, etc, check out our ceremony post.

Here's what our centerpiece-free, flower-free tables looked like:

Slick Willie?  Matty Ice?  No, our tables were not named after bizarre sexual positions.  We were kind of at a loss for awhile, and somehow started talking about ridiculous nicknames for presidents and athletes... The Big Aristotle, Old Rough and Ready (Zachary Taylor duh :P ok I totally just had to google that one again), Ron Mexico (google that one if you don't like the Eagles)... this had us giggling for like four days straight and we realized anyone who is easily offended wouldn't be coming to our wedding anyway, so we might as well go for it.

Here's what our escort cards looked like... after pretty much having a panic attack at Michael's, I bought the cheapest ones and printed them in the most ridiculous fancy but legible font we had on the computer at work.

Also printed at work.  The frame was from Target for like 2 bucks.  The guestbook is a writing journal from Barnes and Noble.  The venue put the shells there. Seriously... my idea of decorating apparently entails googling funny presidential nicknames (also awesome but obscure: The Little Magician for Martin Van Buren).  I would have NEVER thought of shells.

Anyway, that's pretty much it for details.  On to the food!  Our buffet:

Sweetheart table.  Highway recommended for when you want to eat a lot of food.  Also for when your friends and family make vaguely inappropriate toasts and you want to whisper about it:

My brother's toast.  He begin by informing us that he won his college's public speaking contest.  Setting the standards high, dude!

Stepbrother in law's toast.  I really just love this picture.

Bridesmaid C's toast was all about how I was like a big brother in college, always taking everyone to the porn store and telling them where the big parties were (OK, actually she asked about including the porn store part and my husband vetoed it but dammit I thought it was funny so I am inserting it back in retroactively).  Then she met my husband and he was like a big sister and made her a mix tape when her douchey boyfriend broke up with her.  though she left out the part where my husband is going to punch that guy in the face if he sees him again, which is probably not all that sisterly.

My uncle was not one of our scheduled toasters, being that he'd never met my husband before.  But between getting along really well over the days before the wedding and just being blown away by my husband's awesome powder blue suit jacket, Uncle B decided he had to give a toast.  The toast was pretty much an ode to the jacket.

Yay toasts, yay eating, yay pink champagne and the crazy running around the table to talk to everyone.  Just when we thought we were done, our frisbee friends walked in with this:

Frisbee friend L started telling a story about how we were walking around on Wall Street and there was money falling from the sky.  She also told my husband he had to put this contraption on his head:

I had to wear an apron.  I was very confused:

He makes it rain:

and with some help from his brother, I collect the gold coins

So there ended up being well over $100 in those balloons, mostly in gold coins.  I ended up putting them all in a red keg cup and we took them to best buy where we bought a camera and took lots of pictures of ruins on our honeymoon.  The people behind us in line at Best Buy were way too amused to be mad that it took us five minutes to dump them out and count them.

I seriously I have no idea where they got the idea for this game.  Frisbee friend M is from Germany somewhat known for coming up with crazy games, so I blame him, though.  And Germany.  They also had us play a version of the newlywed game:

Very emphatic answer here:

Apparently we do not agree... such is life:

One last group shot of everyone:

Up next... some people dance and some people sneak off for shots but everyone gets pie. 

@MissPumpkinPie:  Thanks!  It was a ton of fun, and they somehow managed to completely surprise us.

@Jenn23:  Thanks!  We had a ton of fun.  We actually had the venue for 3 days, so there was a lot of hanging out and getting to reconnect and introduce friends from different parts of our lives beforehand.

@ladyartichoke:  Thanks!  We basically went with the caterer's standard option and just paid a few dollars extra for napkins that matched our color scheme.  And then let our twelve year old sense of humor take over.

@secondchances:  Thank you.  :)  I've been a bit lazy with the recaps and haven't posted the last batch of pictures to facebook yet but hopefully soon.  And you are way braver than me... I refuse to leave the house on Black Friday because I get too angry when the stores and parking lots are crowded.