The moment we walked into Titletown we were handed yummy beer and from that moment til the bill needed to be paid I didn't stop smiling.
To be honest I can't tell you exactly what happened, obviously because of the beer, but also because of the craziness. Every step I took, someone wonderful was there congratulating me, dancing with me, singing at me, hugging me.
I just remember fun before dinner - posing with my huge beer glass, hugging the Mater girls, photo's with the Carey's, being wowed at how cool Titletown looked, a quick call to Aisling, trying some of the beer samplers.
I remember the speech, not ours because those were rambling messes, but Nick's. The perfect best man's speech. I have a suspicion he downloaded it off the internet because it was so great.
And then there was the buffet. I heard it was good, I can't speak from experience because it turns out that brides, despite their best intentions, don't eat dinner. This is where that Happy Meal came in handy.
And oh, the karaoke.
I remember dancing the first dance. We had decided not to have a first dance, because we couldn't pick a song and we couldn't dance. But the first song sung, was my actual-not-pretend favourite song, Brown Eyed Girl by Niamh Christopher. And forever, that will be our song!
I remember the shots. Kinda.
I remember us making a decision not to start karaoke until 10. I remember that being a mistake. I remember seeing the piles of requests the DJ had. I remember the bribes (usually drinks) that people paid me to get them to the top of the queue. I remember Brian Shanley and me rocking it out. I remember the Ultimate guys raining men. I remember the Dolans and random never-heard Irish song. I remember Luann and her bell-bottomed jeans. I remember so much but so little.
We were so lucky to have Jake, another of Dave's multi-talented friends, videographing. We got to re-live tons of stuff, but what we really needed was a constant tape of the joy and embarrassment!
At the end, there was a small issue of my card being rejected for the bill despite sufficient funds, that did lead to a couple of drunk-tears and drunk-gallantry of people offering credit cards! But all was sorted out at 11am the next morning when the bar opened (just in case anyone was worried that you could no longer go to Titletown!)
The night was amazing, full of singing, laughing, dancing, drinking, eating, crying, hugging, phoning long-distance and oh the kissing.
And that, as they say, was that.
To see all the photos, click here and see the sets on the right side. If anybody want high-quality print, let me know!
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