After the cake-smashing was over, Tara's dad Mike gave a speech. Beyond all the usual wonderful, heartwarming things that a father would normally say on his daughter's wedding day, Mike also managed to include a story about how back when he and Donna were first married, they had a cat that Mike named Poontang. Donna didn't learn that the cat was named after a slang word for vagina until one day when it got loose and she ran all over the neighborhood calling out "Pooon-tang! Pooooon-tang!" and some of the neighbor's kindly filled her in. Whooopsie! It was a really funny story made even funnier by the fact that he was telling it AT A WEDDING! Hahahaha.
Sometimes when you go to a wedding, you're not sure if the bride and groom are going to feed each other the cake nicely, or whether they're going to smash it into each other's faces. In Tara and Greg's case, I had no doubt in my mind that there was going to be...
Awwwwww! I didn't take any other pics of the actual ceremony because the room was really big and we were all the way in the back! (But don't worry, I more than made up for it during the reception).
Pianos is pretty crowded on a Friday night, but right around 2am, they cleared out the big room where bands usually play (Wedding Guests Only)! Here's the father of the bride walking Kate down the aisle...
On Saturday night I went to Bev & Matt's wedding at the Puck Building (faaaaancy!) I've know the former Ms. Beverly Chase since 1995, so it was crazy to see her get hitched! (Here's a link to the full entry about Bev and Matt's Wedding)
We arrived at the reception up in Connecticut just in time to catch Kelly and her husband (HUSBAND!) Mike getting their post-wedding photos taken in front of a lake at sunset.
Would you believe that the two fanciest parties I've been to in the last year both had inflatable guitars? Must be Sid and Buddy's influence on the rest of the world.
My cousing Steve (Chris' younger brother) was the best man and give what was hands down the best (sweetest, funniest and warmest) speech I've ever heard.
So get this: There's a day camp right next to the country club that was having a pool party and playing loud music. A few of the groomsmen walked over, told them that a wedding was about to start and asked if they'd mind turning their speakers off for the next thirty minutes. They agreed. Well, I guess the ceremony took exactly thirty minutes, because literally the very moment that Jen and Chris turned around and were introduced to the audience as "Mr. and Mrs. Chris Battjer," the music, as if on cue, kicked back in playing "Another One Bites the Dust" by Queen at top volume. It was amazing.
Look! It's the other Battjers! Chris, Bruce and Steve. After getting suited up and noshing for a bit (ok, and having a few warm up drinks) it was time to head over to the country club where the wedding ceremony was being held.
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