Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Luckiest: Father and Daughter (and Brother and Sister)

As our dinner finished up, it was time to kick off the dance party with our family dances.

First, I danced with my dad to Paul Simon's song "Father and Daughter."

(All photos courtesy of Corey Ann Photography.)

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Here's a secret! The first time I ever heard the song many years ago, it made me cry because it reminded me of my dad so much. I left the song choice totally up to him (and he worked his way through a DJ's list of suggestions with great seriousness and purpose), but secretly I was really pulling for this one. And that's the one he chose! (My mom is DYIIINNGGG right now as she reads this, btw.)

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"I'm gonna watch you shine,
Gonna watch you grow,
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two,
There could never be a father who loves his daughter more than I love you."


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Another wedding photo for the ages:

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Next, Mr. Octo danced with his sister Kathy, to James Taylor's "You've Got a Friend."

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Mr. Octo and his sister wrapped up their dance with a hug, and then? It was time to RAGE!

Previously, in the Octopus wedding....

Monday, January 24, 2011

The Luckiest: Four Toasts and A Successful Plan of Attack

Once everyone settled down at their tables, it was time for our toasts to begin. The first speaker was MOH/Sister Lauren, who gave a sweet, funny, and light-hearted toast about how Mr. Octo has become a part of our family through the years, and the ways he & I support each other.

(All photos courtesy of Corey Ann Photography.)

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I love my sister. Can you tell?

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After Lauren's great toast, Best Man JP stepped up to the microphone. His toast was bit more serious and sentimental than my sister's....

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.....which touched Mr. Octo's heart.

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He fit a few jokes in too, though.

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Next, one of our beloved family friends (Bridesmaid Hannah's mom!) stepped up to give a blessing. She has known me and cared for me and been a huge part of my life since I was in third grade, so it was really special to have her deliver the blessing.

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Finally, it was Dad Octo's turn.

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He began by thanking and acknowledging various important family members and friends who had a significant role or contribution in our wedding. I thought he handled acknowledging Mr. Octo's mom really sensitively--rather than asking for a moment of remembrance or silence, which could have become really sad really quickly, he asked our guests to applaud in appreciation for her efforts both in raising Mr. Octo and in helping our wedding come together. It was a really sweet and upbeat (or as upbeat as such a thing can be) way to remember her.

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Then, he gave a funny toast about all the ways I scared him (and Mom Octopus) in my adventures through the years, from the time we passed a ravine during a walk in the woods when I was three and I described in great detail exactly how, if I fell in the ravine, I would scream all the way to the bottom....

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.....to the time my semester abroad turned moderately life-threatening.....

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(I am laughing at Bridesmaid Erica, who studied abroad with me, and squealed "WOOOOOO!!!!" at the mention of our trip.)

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.....to the time I came home and said, "So, I met this guy."

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It was so sweet and so special to hear our loved ones' words about us and our relationship, especially knowing that they had all worked hard to write something sincere and thoughtful.

After the toasts wrapped up, dinner began, and Mr. Octo and I started our mission to visit each table of guests. We managed to visit all seventeen tables, and even took a few breaks to eat some dinner! I'm really glad that we did this, because I'm confident that if we hadn't, some people would have left our wedding without ever getting a minute to speak to us personally. Since nearly all our guests traveled in order to be there with us, we felt that seeing and talking to everyone was really important.

That doesn't mean it was easy! Mr. Octo and I devised a strategy in the few days before our reception, and sticking to it was what enabled us to visit all seventeen tables as planned. Here are our tips for successfully getting face time with each of your wedding guests!

Mr. and Mrs. Octo's Three-Pronged Attack on Guest Visitation
1.) Save your friends for last. They'll be the most understanding if they get skipped, and they're the most likely to spend plenty of time with you on the dance floor.
2.) Set a clear time limit for how long you'll visit each table. Ours was about three minutes. It's not much time, but in my opinion, it's a lot better than nothing.
3.) Your guests will be excited to see you and would love to have you for a lot longer than three minutes. They're going to want to take (lots of) pictures with you, and to talk with you for a good long time. We suspected we'd probably have to take the initiative to wrap up our table visits, and we were right. Most of our tables were pretty solidly made up of either my guests or his, so we decided that the enforcer who began the "we're so glad you could make it, it was great to see you!" wrap-it-up process would be the person whose table it wasn't, if that makes sense.
4.) Our dinner was served in stations, so we asked MOH Lauren & Best Man JP, who were seated at our table, to make a plate of food for us. We also asked them to make sure the wait staff didn't accidentally clear our plates while we were up and about, so we could periodically stop back to take a break and a few more bites of dinner. It worked, and we were able to eat as much as we wanted.

As dinner wound down, we started to get excited for the one part of our wedding that both Mr. Octo and I had been looking forward to more than anything else: dancing!

Previously, in the Octopus wedding....

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The Luckiest: Our First Dance

I don't get many things right the first time
In fact, I am told that a lot
Now I know all the wrong turns
The stumbles and falls
Brought me here

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And where was I before the day
That I first saw your lovely face?
Now I see it every day


And I know
That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

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What if I'd been born fifty years before you
in a house on the street where you lived?
Maybe I'd be outside as you passed on your bike...
Would I know?

And in a white sea of eyes
I see one pair that I recognize
And I know


That I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

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I love you more than I have ever found a way to say to you

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Next door
There's an old man who lived to his nineties 
And one day, passed away in his sleep
And his wife, she stayed for a couple of days
And passed away


I'm sorry, I know that's a strange way to tell you that I know
We belong

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That I know
that I am
I am
I am
The luckiest

(All photos courtesy of Corey Ann Photography.)


Previously, in the Octopus wedding...

Monday, January 17, 2011

The Luckiest: A Big Intro and a Cake Cutting

Being announced into the reception was another one of those "wow, is this really happening?" moments on our wedding day. Kind of like, "AAAHH! It is time for our reception! The thing I've been looking forward to more than anything in the world for months and months is HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!"

First up were my parents and Mr. Octo's dad.

(All photos courtesy of Corey Ann Photography.)

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Next up were Bridesmaid Clara and Groomsman John. I always tease Clara for being the least whimsical person I've ever met in my entire life. She continued her unbroken streak of stonefaced straightforwardness with this completely uninspired reception entrance (aka just walking straight in). Hahaha!

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Here's my brother Adam twirling Bridesmaid Hannah into the room. This pairing is so cute--Adam and Hannah have known each other since he was two.

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My brother is also the only groomsman who looked like a total boozehound by entering the room with drink in hand. Nice.

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Groomsman Adam and Bridesmaid Leigha were up next...

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....followed by Bridesmaid Katie and Groomsman Nick's chest bump/shimmy maneuver. This photo makes me laugh.

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Bridesmaid Erica and Groomsman Ben performed a conceptual/interpretive dance move (not caught on camera)....

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....and then it was our turn. Triumphant!

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One of the guests at the table below is a Pittsburgh native, and instructed his tablemates to twirl their napkins like that as we entered, assuring them we would understand what it meant. Terrible Napkins at our wedding! FUN! (Also, we two Steelers fans were cackling in glee from our home deep in Patriots country Sunday night. Who's with me?)

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Check out that sassy entrance onto the dance floor. Oh, HEY there, handsome! Fancy seeing YOU here!

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We cut our cake as soon as we entered. Our entire cake situation is the product of my being utterly burnt out on spending money as the wedding approached. I had always planned on having an actual wedding cake rather than cupcakes, but then our baker let us know that we could have more flavor choices with cupcakes, and it would cost $150 less. One hundred and fifty dollars I DON'T have to spend? Sure, sign me up!

Same for a cake topper. "Find cake topper" kept falling farther and farther down the to-do list, and they seemed so expensive and I never saw anything that spoke to me, and I finally just ended up sticking it on the Eff-It List. We didn't have one, and I don't regret it AT ALL.

Aaaand same for a fancy cake cutting set. The random knife found in the kitchen of the Children's Museum two minutes beforehand will do just fine, thanks.

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We prepared for a nice hearty bite of red velvet cake with cream cheese filling (MMMM!), and I remembered exactly what I was saying in this picture: "I paid eighty dollars for this makeup job. Don't you dare screw it up by putting cake on my face."

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Also, tip: you might want to inform your groom exactly how this cake-cutting ritual is supposed to go. I just assumed that he knew how it worked, but I was wrong. Mr. Octo was juuuust about to stuff his bite of cake into his own mouth when I lovingly squealed, "NO, DUMMY! We're supposed to feed the cake to each other!"

Luckily, we managed to get it right.

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Victory over the cake-cutting ceremony! I am such a badass at eating cake I had to double fist pump.

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Aaaand a post-cake smooch.

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MMMMMMM!!!!

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After our pre-dinner dessert (my favorite way to start any dinner), it was time for our first dance. That's up next!

Previously, in the Octopus wedding.....

Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Luckiest: Cocktail Fifteen Minutes

We arrived at the Children's Museum with just enough time to enjoy a few appetizers, some whirlwind socializing, and, for me, a quick peek into the Grand Hall to see our reception set-up for the first time (Mr. Octo was more interested in having a gin and tonic with his buddies). Bridesmaid Katie put a cocktail in my hand within minutes of walking through the door, the reception looked fantastic, and I was in a great mood, finally relaxed and happy and ready to enjoy the party.

(All photos by Corey Ann Photography.)

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Bridesmaid Katie also took me aside to affix my "something borrowed"--Bridesmaid Erica's hair flower--to my hair, while I.....checked my cleavage (with concern), I guess?

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Bridesmaid Clara's daughter discovered a fabulously interesting new toy: her mommy's bouquet.

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Before I knew it, though, the event staff let me know it was time to pin down our bridal party and get ourselves ready, because everyone else was going to be seated. It was time for our big entrance!

Previously, in the Octopus wedding....