Oh what a weekend. As I worked with Laura at Camp and understood her quirkyness/greatness, this was sure to be a wedding to remember. My expectations were high going into this one and golly were they blown out of the water by an H-bomb of legitimacy.
I had found out a couple of days before the wedding that Laura was actually going to let me sing in the ceremony for the mothers to walk down the aisle. She was looking for the song When I Fall in Love by Nat King Cole and by some happenstance it happened to be one of the 3 songs I know how to sing and play on the piano. Happy day!
The wedding day was flawless. The pictures happened and the bride and groom actually had time to sit and watch youtube videos with their respective parties before the big shabang. The ceremony started right on time and the Kevin Dixon Band rocked the church with soulful songs like Let’s Stay Together and Crazy Love. I was up next. The sound system at the church was top notch so honestly I had never sounded so good to myself haha! And then the song of the evening came on as the bride entered and everyone stood. Ray Lamontagne’s You Are the Best Thing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vJ3xTjvj9tw) changed the wedding from great to greater as Laura swayed her beautiful muchacha-ness down the aisle to Ryan’s ever steady grin. The maid of honor, Daena Yerkes, (the best female voice on the planet) sang a beautiful song accompanied by another bridesmaid for the candle lighting. The couple ended the ceremony by dancing out to Mr. Lamontagne soulful sultryness.
On to the party: The reception was held at the LSC at Sam Houston State University; A big room for a big party. I brought the big guns so we were covered where boom is concerned. The food was excellent; the company better. Since Bailey was in the bridal party I was set up on a man-date with one of the other bridesmaids’ other half. He helped me set up and get everything rolling.
The party really began with the dances. Ray Lamontagne gave us another nugget of love for the first dance. Lovely, just lovely. The father/daughter dance gets its own paragraph.
If you have never seen the movie Chitty Chitty Bang Bang…more power to ya. The bride’s dad was a proclaimed bad dancer. This dance and the night that followed proved his claim to be completely unfounded. They shkerwoppered a choreographed masterpiece to You’re My Little Chu-Chi Face (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wa66d2ctAH8&feature=related). (Pardon the made up adjective but it is necessary when no real word necessarily states the veracity of something.)
The rest of the night was filled with dancing and singing and with much chagrin, it was done.
Ryan’s wonderful friends absolutely gang massacred their wheeled thing. (Not to be confused with a “car” or “vehicle” after they were done with it.) Let’s just say had a lifetime supply of contraceptive stuck to their ride. They finally did get through all of the *insert nasty things* that covered the truck and headed out. We got everything cleaned up and the rest as they say, is history.
I don't have any photos from the ceremony or reception just yet. But these photos are some of Laura's bridal portraits taken by Sarah Ainsworth.
