- Mrs Grape
- 8 years ago
- Wedding: December 2010
I’m finally getting around to posting this one. 😉 The ceremony recap is here .
On the day of our reception (December 11, 2010), it snowed…a lot. I woke up at 7 AM to a voicemail from Ma Grape advising me to cancel my hair/makeup appointment and drive slowly. I grumbled a little (mostly because I had no idea what the hell I was going to do with my hair), but Darling Husband and I packed up our things and headed over to Grandma Grape’s house.
This is what the weather was like all day:
In other words: crappy.
Darling Husband, Ma G., and I headed out to snag our petit fours and the flowers, then headed home to prepare a ton of snacks for the guests (who were meeting us at Gran’s place before we hit the restaurant for our reception).
Thankfully, I also managed to do my own hair–which was nothing short of a miracle. This was accomplished by curling half of my already curly hair before dropping some choice words and just pinning the whole hot mess up.
My new in-laws ended up having to head home early that day because the roads were getting crappy and they had roughly an hour and a half drive ahead of them. After that, the house was empty for a while, but Maid/Matron of Honor and her hubby (our awesome photographers) were quick to arrive on the scene and snap some photos.
There was much kissing and laughter:
Jewelry appears courtesy of the late great Great-Aunt Grape.
And, of course, a bouquet shot.
After I had posed for some pictures, I presented my bouquet to Grandma Grape, who was touched. 🙂
Ma Grape and I had matching shoes:
I’m on the left, LOL.
After all our guests had arrived, we set out for the restaurant. It was a mess. Two of my friends, who had arrived together and opted to forgo the restaurant due to the weather, ended up getting stuck in the road and several of my uncles and cousins had to push their car.
And then, of course, the same thing happened to us! Aunt-Mom Grape jumped to the rescue and drove us downtown to the restaurant, where everything (thankfully) went according to plan.
We thought we’d be safe from glass-clinking…guess not!
After we had stuffed ourselves, it was time to cut our cute little petit fours, monogrammed with our last initial:
Awkward tradition is awkward, no?
We posed for a few pictures, then headed off to our hotel.
This one’s from my mother’s camera…hence the red-eye I forgot to correct. Oops!
Maid/Matron of Honor and me (not paying attention, as usual). I look like a midget next to her!
I love this one because we’re like, “AAH! We’re married!”
We posed in front of the gigantic tree in the hotel lobby.