Something Good This Way Comes: Something Good This Way Comes: The Rituals

There's this debate about the rituals of wedding receptions. A debate I had no idea existed until I ventured into the online wedding community. The pros and cons of bouquet tosses, garter tosses and other customs are beyond me; I just know that they ended being some of the most ridiculous, hilarious, wonderful moments of our reception. Just look:

We had originally planned on cutting the six inch "top tier" but at the last moment, went with a cake on the end. I thought the label tent in front of it said "Red Velvet Cake" and I was excited!

We had five cake flavors, four of which I absolutely loved and one that Mr. P loves but I truly detest. We cut ourselves a healthy slice...

And, of course, what was that cake that we happened to cut? Well, I said "euw!"

The one cake I dislike more than anything- carrot cake! It was HILARIOUS.

I distinctly remember turning to those around us- my mom, and some friends- and saying "It's F*CKING CARROT CAKE! I HATE CARROT CAKE!" Classic, y'all, classic.

But luckily, Mr. Pencils loves it. So I grabbed him a big piece and may or may not have threatened to get some on his nose.

Being the sweet guy that he is, Mr. P was careful to only give me the cream cheese frosting, which I do like...

But I was careful to be sure to get all of the frosting off so he couldn't pay me back with some frosting on my nose...

Which Mr. P thought was pretty bull...

It just looks like I'm oddly sucking his finger. I swear, I just didn't want to get frosted.

But he may have gotten me a teeny bit anyway. I always thought I'd be in the "no smashing at all" group. But I realize that I fall into the "little love frosting on the nose" group. Ah well.

Damned carrot cake.

As the staff cut the various cakes, we danced a bit more until it was time for the illustrious bouquet toss. Oh yes, get ready.

Our DJ played "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" while the women in the room lined up.

I scoped out the room...

Noticed where a cluster of some girls that I would have LOVED to see enjoy the embarrassment of catching the flowers...

Prepared my shot...

and let 'er rip!

Anyone else see the one girl with her hands NOT up in the corner?

Oh yeah. Bridesmaid Ann Marie....

She was non too pleased with my obvious aim.

I couldn't help but LAUGH!

She HATES being the center of attention and used to really hate mushy-gushy stuff. Perfect!

Then it was time for Mr. P to...beg for my garter?!?!

Not...awkward...at...all.

And he may have made this ritual a bit....risque...

Oh yes, there were teeth involved. Of course.

Oh yeah, did you notice my hair went flat? Yeah, me too. Oh well! Such is life!

Finally, Mr. P was able to toss the garter. He had the men line up as well (equal distribution of awkward here, friends!)

Did we mention that Ann Marie has a serious boyfriend? Yep, potential for extreme awkward here people! What if someone else caught the garter and had to put it on her? EEP!