The Buffalo Wedding: How we didn’t rehearse

I’m going to take a shot in the dark and assume this is more common than you may think. But hey, I also could be very very wrong. We had every intention of having a full-blown wedding rehearsal. We had never even fully done our handfasting ceremony in its entirety, nor had anyone else been to the ceremony site to see where everything would take place. A rehearsal was definitely a must. But then something funny happened: people were late, I was tired, all of a sudden people started showing up for the rehearsal dinner and then somehow the actual rehearsal seemed less and less important. In fact, it seemed unnecessary. I’ll let you in on a little secret: by the time we had arrived at the venue the day before I had given up on being a neurotic stressed out bride, and just come to the conclusion that the best thing for me to do was just go with the flow (I may or may not have revoked this opinion the next morning during set-up, but that’s a story for another post)

Since rehearsing the actual wedding ceremony had been scrapped, we moved onto bigger and better things: rehearsing the RECEPTION. Originally, we had a bit of trouble deciding how we wanted to go about our rehearsal dinner, mainly because of the seclusion of our venue. But in the end we decided on a laid-back BBQ with our immediate family, wedding party and guests who were already on the mountain the night before. I let Mr. B pick out the food, and I have to admit he did an excellent job. He opted for us to have carne asada tacos, Coronas, margaritas and even decided to man the grill! I know a lot of you Bees would not want your grooms to be “working” at your rehearsal dinner, but I know that manning the grill with his groomsman was one of Mr. B’s favorite parts of the night!

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BM N, GM R & B and Mr. B manning the Grill

In addition to Mr. B and the groomsmen at the grill, most of our wedding party had helped us set up the multi-purpose room for the event that day, and MOH S was in charge of warming the tortillas. (Have I mentioned we have AWESOME friends?)

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Me and BM J

IMG_1013MOH S warming the tortillas

I will say I got a little carried away with the salsa and guacamole. I went to the Mexican market by our house to stock up, and somehow managed to spend over $100 on various pre-made salsas, guacomole and hot carrots. SERIOUSLY. So if the older ladies in line are giving you the “are you really buying that much” look, they’re probably right..I think we ate about half of it. MAYBE.

We had a great time spending extra time with our closest friends and family, especially those from out-of-town. After all the family had cleared out, the guys got to do what they had been waiting patiently to do all night: play beer pong. Under normal circumstances, I probably would have joined them. But due to Baby Buffalo, not only was I not drinking, but I was extra tired, so I retired to the main house to watch Sleepless in Seattle and finish some last-minute projects before heading to bed. Even though I missed most of their fun, here are my favorite shots from the night just because:IMG_1033

GM R showing off his awesome wrist tape

IMG_1039BM N and Mr. B even sit alike!

Despite our lack of actual preparation for the most important part of our big day, I consider our rehearsal dinner a success. It proves that just like a wedding, your rehearsal can be anything you want it to be. And I definitely learned about just going with the flow that day (seriously, that is NOT something that I am good at).

Did you have a traditional Rehearsal and Rehearsal dinner? Or did you do things a little differently and still have everything turn out perfectly?

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