Happy Friday everyone! I hope you all had a lovely week. I’ve missed you all dearly this past week. I can’t wait to get back into a schedule so I can keep up with you all. If you didn’t catch the first half of this post which was posted on Tuesday, then you can read it here. This covers our move and the first weekend in Maine. So much happened Saturday night so I figured it deserved its own post.
We arrived in Maine at around 4pm last Saturday. The drive wasn’t too bad. We had done most of the drive the night before so we only had about four or five hours in the car on Saturday which was totally doable. On the drive up, we were informed that we had to dress nicely for dinner that night. I knew my grandparents were taking us all out to dinner, but then my sisters messaged me and told me I had to wear a dress and that Zack had to look presentable so we could take photos.
Honestly, I wasn’t big on this idea considering we had spent the past two days in the car on top of spending the week stressed out, packing, and moving. I also wasn’t thrilled about the fact that I was moving to Maine. The last thing I wanted was to smile for a million photos and get dressed up. But I went with it. I was greeted at Zack’s mom’s house with a full of glass of wine, said my hellos and then raced upstairs to shower and get dressed. We were back in the car 30 minutes later and off to my dad’s house for dinner.
When we pulled into the driveway, there were a few too many cars there. Cars I didn’t even recognize. Again, I didn’t ask questions, but I thought it was strange. I was greeted at the top of the stairs by my dad and sisters who were all rather dressed up. I set down all of my belongings inside and said hello to my grandparents before I was pulled back outside to the back deck. Our families had planned an entire wedding reception for us. Zack and I had eloped back in 2013 before meeting each other’s families and hadn’t gotten around to having any type of reception since then. So they planned one for us instead.
My sisters remembered every detail of my dream wedding growing up. There were tons of yellow accents, my cake was red velvet (my favorite), and even the song playing as I walked into the room was the one I had wanted to walk down the aisle to (Over the Rainbow by Israel Kamakawiwo’ole). It was perfect. The top story of the deck was a table of delicious foods and many bottles of wine and beer. When you went down the stairs to the next level, it consisted of two long tables and our ‘head table’. It was so perfectly put together and I couldn’t believe they had all pulled it off so well, especially considering our moving plans had been changed on us so many times throughout the week.
Kendal’s friend, Miranda poured everyone some champagne so we could start the evening off with some toasts. I thought these champagne glasses were absolutely adorable. I will definitely be keeping them in a safe place so we can use them in the future. Luckily, no one got sappy with the toasts. My dad is pretty good at getting sappy and making me cry so I was glad he didn’t ruin my makeup-less than an hour after putting it on.
After toasts were done, I spent some time mingling with the guests. Those in attendance were: us, my dad, my sisters and their boyfriends, my grandparents, Zack’s mom, Zack’s brother, Zack’s cousin and his friend, Zack’s grandmother, Miranda (Kendal’s friend), and the Throgmortons (Ginger, her husband, and one of their children, Brett…Max was out of town and Katie had to work that night). Chelsea also got an invite, but she was at dinner with her aunt that night. Erika was in Australia, and Zack’s aunt and her boyfriend already had plans. It was a pretty good amount of people. Aside from other miscellaneous friends, it was everyone who would have been invited to 0ur wedding if we had had one. So I couldn’t have asked for a better guest list!
Once Zack had a few beers, we decided to do all the family photos (he hates photos so I was hoping maybe the beers would make him more “excited” for them). I did my best to think of every combination I could possibly want. Zack and I need a Christmas card photo for this year since he won’t be around and then I really wanted some family photos to print out and put into frames. I’ll also probably print some out for Zack to take to Japan with him as well. Overall, I couldn’t be more pleased with the number of photos we took, how well they all came out, and the cooperation I got from friends and family during the whole process.
After the photos were done, we had some dinner and spent the evening drinking and mingling. I ended up with about five bottles of wine to take home with me (in addition the wine we drank at the reception) as well as a bottle of champagne to drink on our third wedding anniversary. My grandmother also made sure to take care of the top layer of our cake so that we could take it home and freeze it to eat next year as well. It’s so great that they thought of these types of traditions that we missed out on. Although we missed our first wedding anniversary and Zack will be gone for our second, we now have cake and champagne for when he returns from Japan next year.
Around 8 o’clock, we finally cut the cake before everyone started leaving for the night. Zack very much wanted to smash it in my face which is exactly what I expected of him, but my grandmother wasn’t having it. So he was very polite about it instead. We had so much cake left over, plus cupcakes that I didn’t even know about until later on (all red velvet of course).
After the cake was cut, we had a few gifts to open. Ginger had brought us a bottle of wine (which is exactly what many others did as well), my grandparents bought me a candle and a teacup from my great grandmother’s birthday party that I had missed last month, and then I had a surprise message from Erika who was unable to attend. She also bought me stainless steel measuring cups and spoons which I was very excited for. Clearly, I’m a wife now if I’m getting excited over cooking utensils.
I couldn’t have asked for a better wedding reception or a better first night back in Maine. Everyone got along so well and I loved catching up with everyone. We’re so thankful to have such amazing friends and family who go out of their way to put these types of events together for us.