Tiff's Wedding Part 3: The Party

After a few more pictures and a little limo ride, it was time for us to head to the reception. Since the guests had eaten while we were riding around, when we arrived we were introduced, had the toast, and ate so we were ready for the cake cutting and traditional dances.










The band was from Pennsylvania, and in PA it's tradition for the guy that catches the garter to place it on the leg of the girl that catches the bouquet. It was hilarious!






Every wedding has its drama and Tiff and Matt’s was no exception. We found out during the rehearsal that the lead singer in their reception band (Jeremy, a relative of the Normans’, I took he and Mary’s wedding pictures - here he is rocking it out at their reception) was taken to the hospital with severe stomach pains. He had his appendix removed around midnight the night before the wedding. Rodney and Cheryl spent several hours that night calling anyone they could think of, and eventually lined up another guitar player/singer. However, Jeremy was released from the hospital around noon on Saturday, his band called the new singer and told him he wouldn’t be needed, and the show went on. They’re a great band and we’d heard a little of their stuff at Jeremy and Mary’s wedding, but it was so cool to see them do their thing knowing what had happened just the night before. Awesome.











Towards the end of the reception, my dad told Matt’s brother “I’m really into this picture-taking. I learned everything I know from him (Norm). I think he learned from her (me). I’m pretty sure they met at a homeless shelter”. ??? He really went to town with the picture-taking (as in, around 490 pictures taken, at all angles, from all levels, some from his groin area). Here is a little collage of some of his more...creative shots.






And with that, it was time for bed. What a great day!

Tiff's Wedding Part 2: The Ceremony

So I gave my dad a quick mini lesson on my camera, sent him to his seat (or so I thought), and went back to the room to wait for our cue.

This is the first picture he took.


Just trying to document all the details I guess. Thankfully, that is the only bathroom-related picture of the day.

This is the next picture he took. My cute husband doing his job as an usher. Not bad, Dad, not bad. Nice composition.


In this first picture you can see Norm escorting Jenny to her seat (ALONE). And if you could see the guests in the pews that I cropped out of the rest of the pictures, you would see the odd looks my dad was getting. You'll find out why in a minute.


This next picture is Kim, Matt's sister, who walked out just before I did.


At this point, I had just walked out where I could see into the sanctuary. This is when Norm says, "did you see your dad? He's taking pictures". I said, "oh, good". Waiting for Kim to get halfway down the aisle when the church-lady will cue me to go.

Norm says, "no, he's STANDING UP AT THE FRONT OF THE CHURCH taking pictures". WHAT?! Craaaaappp. Norm and I both motion to him through the glass to sit down. He's not getting it. It's almost my turn. We both start doing the "throat slash" motion. "Stop! Sit Down!". We're hoping he can read lips. Finally he gets it.

This is the next picture he took.


Craaaapppp again.

I took my camera back for the reception (well, most of it). That's coming up.

Tiff's Wedding Part 1: Getting Ready

The morning of Tiff's wedding all of us girls met at Angel's Salon in Covington to get our hair done.






Then we picked up the flowers and balloons and headed to the church.


Once we got to the church and all us 'maids got dressed, it was time to put Tiff in her dress.

Then it was time for some pictures!

I got a couple shots of Norm and I, and when Dad and Jenny arrived I had Norm take a couple pictures of Dad, Jenny, and I. We were laughing because that was about the 7th shot he fired off of us. I had a quick mini lesson for my dad on how to use my camera, and it was time for the ceremony.