Reception Perception

Part 3 of the Epic Wedding in Boulder.  We were the first to arrive at the reception hall.  It was the upstairs lobby of the Boulderado hotel, which in my head I kept singing to the tune of Silver-AD-O!  I do that.

I was surprised we were first though.  The GPS kept losing satellite reception and I'd scramble to write down the instructions when it finally, briefly, came back up, then we'd lose it again.  We got lost.  But due to a "kind of" map that someone had grabbed at our hotel, we were finally able to deduce where the block of the Boulderado might be.  My mom spotted it first.  

Parking was not the best unless you were staying there that night and could park in the underground parking lot.  Not so for us,  so Robb dropped us off and parked a block or two up the street.  I got to find out where when I realized that I'd left the gift in it... 

The place was beautiful.  I was thinking of the Titanic or Poseidon adventure ship with all the splendor and grandness of the place.  NOT the new movie of Poseidon, the old one.  WHY I keep comparing disastrous ocean movies with hotels is beyond me...

Anyway, we scoped out a smallish table in a corner and took it!  Eventually everyone else showed up and relieved our minds that we were at the right reception.  The waiters didn't care if we did or didn't belong and kept plying us with hors d'oeuvres.  I'd hate to be a wedding crasher... But with food this good, I might think about it in the future...

Below are my grand niece and nephew and one of their uncles.

 And Adam again.  I told him I was going to email this incriminating photo to his mom and he shrugged.  

"Eh!  She sees this every Sunday!"

It's not THAT incriminating... He IS 25...

We scoped out future brides for him but he was too shy to ask any to dance...

Mom and Dad.  Mom was wanting a good photo of themselves so I took quite a few.  I think this one is my favorite tho.

 The food was all trendy finger foods.  But don't be fooled...  Those little brown chips are NOT chips, but may very well chip one of your teeth.  I bit into one and found that the little brown thing was actually a miniature bamboo plate.  The yummy goodness on top was portabella mushrooms with a sauce and Oh MY!  That was good!  AND conveniently placed just over my right shoulder...  

 There was an open bar.  Other finger foods included, mini beef or turkey burgers, regular and sweet potato french fries, veggie pizza, some yummy fishy stuff as well as loads of other items.  Also salads made in a martini shaker, shaken not stirred, and served in martini glasses...  Adam was SO handy to have around!!! 

The best thing they served was a beef strip wrapped around a single asparagus stalk and drizzled with a balsamic vinegar glaze.  Oh YUM!  Adam was instrumental in keeping our table in good supply of these.  Only one little piece per little plate so we had a stack of empty plates at our table. 

Below are the wedding cakes.  All were Bundt cakes made by a dear friend of the bride.  They consisted of spiced or chocolate Bundt cakes and were delish!  

Check out the cake stands!  They were especially made by the grooms father, my brother.  The groom is a cyclist by hobby and trade.  In fact, these two love birds met on Iowa's own R.A.G.B.R.A.I. (Registers Annual Great Bicycle Ride Across Iowa) about 6 or 7 years ago!  So it was appropriate decor for them!  My brother welded bike gears onto metal cylinders for the stands.  There was even a bike gear bouquet...  Gorgeous!

My Grandnephew, Caleb!  He wouldn't come to me at ALL at the reception, but that's ok.  He was really tired.

Feeding each other the first morsels of the cake.  I think what's funnier was the raucous laughter of the people behind them!  But then again.. I hope no one took a picture of me during that time because I was laughing pretty hard too...  I'm not pretty when I laugh...

As we were leaving, we noticed that the bride changed into some party clothes for dancing the night away!  LOVED her flapper style dress!  Dripping with fringe...

Also as we were leaving, my brother and his date grabbed us for some funky pictures the photographer was taking of all the guests.  My dad was already downstairs visiting with one of his grandsons on the lobby couch, so he missed out.  We dolled up my mom.

 and the rest of us...

And just before we left, I had my mom snap a photo of Robb and I.  I'm suddenly thinking I need to get serious about dieting again.. OR start making clothes that suit me better.  I was pleased with the dress and in the mirror I looked great!  However maybe it's just that the camera adds some weight...  Don't know.  But anyway... Here I am.  In my mind, I'm very slender.

And that is the last picture of our Colorado adventure!!!  

The next morning, bright at early at 5am because my dad wasn't sure if I meant 6 am Colorado or Iowa time... we headed for home!  It worked out perfectly for us anyway.  I had to get back a little bit sooner to my little grand baby who was missing me horribly, I was sure...  

Because I was truly missing him!