The finale of the long planned wedding reception and I am traumatized at all the money that was washed away. Too many games by others and a lovely post tornado rain storm. Yup we arrived to some rain as a tornado warning had just passed. By the way I had a outdoor venue of a restaurant whose lounge area and the restaurant were full of two other parties until at least 9pm.
I arrived and the friend who promised to have everything perfect was doing early shots at the bar as my wedding favors and goodie bags still sat in a storage closet of the restaurant. I love how she looked so tired of putting everything together as she drunkenly pulled tampons out of her purse while ordering another shot.
My assigned bartender was pouring like we were a bar on the port of Oakland when the sailors used to dock. Then she had the nerve to put out a tip jar to my guests which promptly came down since I was paying them 18% on top of the total cost. That is very generous in a small town.
The rain subsided enough to be dry and we could eat but then promptly high winds came in as well the rain. Our best man stood there doing his speech as the guests had retreated to the overhang. Of course had to yell at my early starter to SHUT UP so folks could hear him.
The cookies were raided before their time and many guests did not get any. Our slow dance song started to sound like a broken dragged record which knew at that point the DJ's equipment was going south due to the rain and stop dancing to tell him to shut it down.
He as well was playing a lot of songs never asked for. Eventually we were able to move into the lounge area and the cake was cut by a staff member as I had had it between the loud drunken one the restaurant owner told me I was legally responsible for. The DJ doing his own thing. The bartender doing sailor pours and having to negotiate another three bottles of alcohol. There was barely any room to dance. And about the last hour I was hitting some double Johnny Walker Black neats compliments of the owner as think he felt a bit bad for our rain issue. After three doubles I said buckle up bitches and it was on. I gave most of all the décor away to one of the servers as well the rest of the cake. Did some dancing and was elated the venue closed it up for me.
All had to say is despite my attention to detail being washed away and the legal liability guest, the food was awesome. The cake was delicious. Guess one of my fave memories of the evening was dancing in the rain to Earth Wind and Fire. Then we were off to a private party.. with a roof:) Oh well one day will look back and laugh. Until then don't even want to hear John Legend's name!
