Holy crap! Wedding.

There were ninjas.

That's the first thing I have to say about the festivities. As if I weren't giggling nervously already during the ceremony, seeing cell23, chirping_monkey and Babyzilla in their ninja masks nearly sent me into hysterics. I am really glad my back was mostly to them during the ceremony otherwise I would have lost it. There is something about an overexcited two year old in a ninja costume at a pirate wedding... Thanks guys for probably being two of the sickest parents out there (obviously in the best possible way, of course.)

The other thing was that there was a dog dressed as a pirate. Yep, Bosslady and D made it... with Cisco!!! Who honestly is the best sort of canine wedding crasher ever. :) Yarr. Or maybe Woof.

But yeah. Sunny (who looked quite yummy in her blue coat) and I got through the ceremony and mostly held it together. reverendtom was quite magnificent despite his nervousness, no one dropped the rings, and anzovin and morlock were admirable seconds. And stormcloud really shouldn't have worried about the 1:33 long song. As it was it ended up being a little long. :)

And after all the really crazily yummy food came out, thus started the Party of Major Kickass.

We had the Villa Jidiots in towards the end of dinner. They're the local improv troupe in the area (and incidentally the big ticket wedding thing I was angsting about earlier). They were so damned EXCITED about doing a pirate wedding that they ran 15 minutes overtime with their show, which was hilarious, especially when they yanked people up from the audience to help them with sketches. I think my favorite one were when they grabbed both of the boyos and performed this wonderful bit of silliness with them where 2 of them were pretending to be ex girlfriends and were using the boys to make each other jealous. Probably the best moment of that was one of them saying "Where did we meet, sweetie," and anzovin> replies. "In hell" and without missing a beat, chickie makes up this story about visiting Satan and meeting him there. The boyos were such good sports about it too. :)

Afterwards there was boffing competitions (all hilarious with the flailing and the trouncing), a very aggressive game of musical chairs (won admirably by the hips of madame zadnyl after she violently booted three guys out of her way for the last chairs) which also featured an accidental confirmation that drklord1922 was indeed quite regimental under the kilt (he _did_ warn everybody of the possibility beforehand. :) ) Then finals for the swordfighting (our champion was Killer claxton) and for the card playing. (jaicat was declared champion). Prizes were awarded for best costume (won by the very handsomely attired M and harinezumi), and the evening was cheered out by a round of drinking songs and a rather drunk Studio Dave dancing to them.

It was truly a kickass party overall. All the worrying and the stressing and freaking out, and at the end people were all "Holy shit this wedding is awesome" and then it was over. Kinda anticlimatic really, you spend all that time and energy on an event and then poof it's done and everyone's going home and you have to figure out where everyone's sleeping. :) Kinda crazy.

I was just happy to have everyone who showed up there and making our party kick major booty. Everyone looked gorgeous, and best of all I think everyone had a great time. I had one person gush at me about what a fabulous time he had for nearly over five minutes.

And then I got to go home and collapse with the pretty girl I married. :)

Quotes of the evening:

"Hey, Jew, the Black folk want the Electric Slide!" (Yes, that was aimed at stormcloud. Really its a rule of weddings. If there are blackfolk, there WILL be electric slide, even if it's not on the playlist.)

"I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs." Okay, imagine this said as a pickup line and you'll understand why I lost it during the Jidiots "emotional symphony." Especially since it was part of Stan performing "Suave."

Thanks for coming everyone. (Send me yer pictures, yarr.)

I have to go put neosporin on my knee now (I fell off the dj platform towards the end of the night and scraped it on the carpet. Stupid heels. :P ah well, it's not the size of a balloon today, like I was afraid of.) And go change the web site. And remote into work for a bit. And play with guests before they all run home. Heh. Guess I still have stuff to do. :)

And I have something on my left hand to fidgit with. Hey, it's an extreme and expensive way of breaking the nail biting habit, but whatever works, right? (hmm. I'm gonna need to replace that icon when the pictures come in.)

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I do have to say one special special thank you, though.

This formidable human being helped us clean the spaces we dreaded, kept us sane when we were freaking out, dispensed hugs and food when needed, and armed with imposing corset and ass kicking boots, kept our wedding running smoothly and on time yesterday, despite taking a rather bad tumble midway through the evening. (the perils of heeled boots I tell ya.)

Thank you sydneycat. We couldn't have done it without you.