Now it was time to eat our cake! Well, almost time. We still had to be introduced and all the hoops that the egotistical MC/DJ was so anxious command. We stood in line outside the banquet room until John and Allie showed up in their limo. Concurrently, there were 2 proms going on in Knoxville that same day and so when Michael went to go rent a limo, there be none to had. So, after a few calls, he secured one from Atlanta (3 hours away) and it was a limo used by NBA star Schaquille O'Neil when he would be in Atlanta… apparently it was all pimped out… the limo driver looked like a bouncer. OH!!!! And one of the wedding directors, don't know which one, asked if she could ride to the reception in the limo. I don't know if she did, but all the groomsmen later talked about how freakin' rude and presumptuous that was but she didn't care… as she said she had done that before.
So we walk into the room and the crowd went wild… for John and Allie. The reception was held at Calhoun's On the River. Calhoun's is one of the restuarants that Marty brews his beer although the reception was sans alcohol, but the food is and was outstanding. There was a buffet line filled with something called vegetables… hadn't seen those since before the rehearsal dinner and my fave the BBQ chicken! The salad was surprisingly fresh as well…
We sat at the table with one of the groomsman and his wife along with a couple that sang a song and had read a few passages during the ceremony. We made small talk and it turned to that we had been married for so long and had two kids… blah blah blah. And they asked how old I was… How old do I look. They said mid-twenties, 24-25. YOU ARE MY FRIENDS!
I don't remember what John and Allie's first song was and I didn't participate in the Electric Slide. There was actually no room for me to do all my “fancy” moves… so I passed. Let them EAT CAKE! And the grooms cake was chocolate and was GONE well before the wedding cake was gone. It was so light and fluffy… how do wedding cakes get so good? The best cake was Monika's wedding cake, her dad made it himself and decorated it… it was AWESOME. I have to find the picture of it.
Now, we almost broke Rule #4… We had tried to get the DJ to play Baby Got Back in which I would play the role of Sir Mix-A-Lot and the groomsmen would be my posse (I LIKE BIG BUTTS AND CAN NOT LIE YOU OTHER BROTHERS CANT DENY WHEN A GIRL WALKS IN WITH A ITTY BITTY WAIST…) but we got vetoed. So, Michael went to John for an override, but that one never got out of committee… sigh (SO YOUR GIRLFRIEND ROLLS HONDA AND PLAYS WORKOUT TAPES BY FONDA).
Next came the after-party committee… what to do and where. The first suggestion was to go to the Hilton's Bar. That was dropped from the price. Next there was Toddy's which is a alcohol store/tavern. You go downstairs and buy what you want and bring it back upstairs. A good local hangout. Then someone came up with Cool Beans. A bar, that is about 1 block and 1/2 from my work. That's it! That's where we were going. I thought it was pretty funny… since the Old guys at my office go there EVERYDAY for lunch and I go about once a month. I had wanted to see some of the employees from lunch and say that I was finally with a younger crowd. Come to think of it… I think I was the oldest person in the wedding party… at least the grooms side. The cool thing was that ALL the groomsmen and their wives went to Cool Beans. We played Darts, which I won my heat but could not play in the finals because we had to go get the kids. But it was nice to have a beer, in a bar, without kids.
So that was it, the wedding was complete… (SO THEY TOSS IT AND LEAVE IT AND PULL UP QUICK TO RETRIEVE IT SO COSMO SAYS YOUR FAT WELL I AINT DOWN WITH THAT BECAUSE YOUR WAIST IS SMALL And your…) this series is over…