Receptions

If we had to do it all again, I doubt we would even bother with receptions. They're so much work...mostly for the moms. Our families put together two lovely receptions for us, the first one in Loveland and the second one in Cañon City. There was also a luncheon...so we're told. We missed it. Get your mind out of the gutter; here's what happened.

We thought we'd be real smart and drop off our suitcases at the bed and breakfast where we were going to spend the night. I had gotten James a new GPS for a wedding gift, and we tried it out. Unfortunately, it had the nasty habit of telling us to make a U-turn every time the car stopped. We ended up hopelessly lost somewhere in Longmont...maybe. Who knows where we were. And then we ran out of gas. We filled up just in time for rush hour, so we opted for an "easier" route. One that took us through a neighborhood, most unfortunately roped and barricaded off for whatever reason by the police. We finally found a way out, back to the freeway (moving along at about 20 MPH) and ultimately to the reception. I'm sure our families had some fun at our expense during the dinner and first 20 minutes of brideless and groomless reception, but whatever, we got married, right? Here are some pictures of the blessed event.

The Larabees, Shannon Swiss and Amanda McCollough(on popsicle stick) made the trip from Utah to wish us well. They're some of my favorite people from the mission.
I told James that I didn't want him to smush the cake in my face and get it on my pretty white dress...I would be nice if he would

I lied.

We had to take a bathroom break to blow the cake out of our noses. Real classy.
This is the second reception in Cañon City. My cute Grandpa let us have it in his back yard.
We had a hard time thinking of gifts for our parents. We settled on framed pictures of us and, lest we appear too self-absorbed, we made the dads wrestling belts (cardboard and foil) and the moms Ms. America ribbons and crowns so that they would get proper recognition.
What? It was outdoors and fairly informal...you can do stuff like that when you're from Cañon City.

Special thanks to Ronnie and Jessi, my cute friends who took most of our favorite wedding pictures, and Theresa, who let us make the parents' paraphernalia in her house. She had fabric paint drying on ribbons in her kitchen for 2 days.