The one thing I was adamant about throughout the planning process was a reception that reflected the type of couple Adam and I are. We like to goof off, relax, listen to good music and spend time with family and friends. That’s exactly the reception we had. Our reception was high-energy and laid-back and allowed us to be ourselves around our friends.
Our DJ allowed us to create a playlist prior to the reception with music we thought our guests would be most receptive to and, while I stressed a bit about this element of the wedding, it turned out better than I ever imagined. Our dance floor was packed the entire night! Apparently we had a good mix of oldies, line dances, and current hits. 🙂
While we twisted,
my dad shouted,
and my aunts shimmied.
and threw their hands up in the air like they just didn’t care.
There were even a few sisterly dance moments.
And then the DJ played “Single Ladies”.
Remember the whole “Operation: No More Beyonce” thing and the fact that I’m slightly addicted to Jazzercise? I worked with my coordinator to loosely stage a flash mob, after I contacted my fellow Jazzercisers mere days before the wedding.
Yep, our reception had a Jazzercise flash mob in the middle of the dance floor.
It was so much fun dancing with my instructors and other Jazzer-buddies who drove down to celebrate with us! I seriously love those women!
There’s even video evidence of our Jazzer-moment!
Then I got sick…light-headed, stomach turning, overheated.
Note to future brides: don’t go a full day on only apples and caramel sauce, get married, then expect to dance the night away in your wedding dress.
Adam got me a bottled water, then got Heather, our coordinator, to come help.
So while my guests were doing this:
I was doing this:
Yep. I missed doing the “YMCA” at my own wedding.
But I was soon back out on the dance floor just in time for the “Time Warp”. My sudden weak state was nothing several bottles of water and a plate of food couldn’t fix.
While I went back to the dance floor, Adam went to hang with his family. And by hang, I mean totally goof-off.
Then it was time to drag him back out to the dance floor for the “Cha-Cha Slide”…
…before ending the fun-filled night with a sparkler getaway and a kiss to seal the deal.
We were officially married and on our way to Napa Valley for our honeymoon!
We love you, Megan!
I love y’all, too Paige-y!