{disclaimer: there are literally hundreds of awesome photos from our wedding and it’s really, really hard for me to choose just a few to blog about. Our reception kicked so much ass that I’m having to break it up into two parts and will still have to leave out a ton of amazing pictures}

While we danced (i.e. swayed like 6th graders) the Garden Room staff passed out champagne and our best man, Jacob’s brother Chris, got ready to take the stage.

Chris gave a short and sweet toast and let everyone know that dinner was ready inside. I don’t know if people were more excited about the food or going inside to the air conditioning.

Regardless, the food (which I heard was fabulous) was devoured quickly. Despite being warned,
I too fell into the trap of ‘not eating at your own wedding.’ Randy even made us each a plate but we sat down for maybe two minutes before it was time for something else I can’t really remember (cutting the cake maybe?).

While everyone ate, my husband and I checked out the decor and the ever important dessert bar. I was so proud to show Jacob how everything had come together. He had been one of the only people in our family and bridal party that didn’t get to see/set up the Garden Room earlier that morning.

We made the rounds and did our best to thank everyone for coming.

and shared a beer with our dads. . .

Our guests made funny faces.

and some even braved sitting outside before the sun went down.