When the limo pulled up to the front of the Grand Floridian who was the first person there to greet us? Thats right, Randy.
And so as we stepped out of the limo I asked him what would happen next. He said that the WC probably had a plan for how we should enter the cake cutting area. He led us inside.
It was funny, because everyone kept staring and I couldnt figure out why. Duh! Youre in a formal gown silly! It was so nice to have other guests say congrats. It feels like youre sharing the best day with all kinds of people who know exactly why youre getting married at Disney. It was such a great feeling.
Once again it was time for the WC to give us the play by play as to what was going to happen. She asked how we wanted to be introduced and I explained that I was keeping my name. Then she explained that we would walk around the right side of the cake table and take our place behind it. I was to stand on DHs left. Yada, yada, yada....
We ascended in the elevator and
one, two
..hutt hutt.
But our guests had a different idea as to what was going to happen. You see they werent buying the artificial entrance. They just wanted to take our picture as we left the elevator.
So as the WC was trying to usher us to the left, and usher them back to the terrace I kept waving and smiling
and twirling.
Because sometimes, you just gotta twirl.
That dress was just so much fun, it had awesome twirl capability
and it swooshed like a dream.
We entered and the WC introduced us as the new newlywed couple and we dutifully walked behind the cake table.
The WC explained that it was time for the toast. We had asked the moms to give a joint toast. DHs mom said her sweet words and my mom echoed with hers.
As we drank the champagne I was surprised. It was a good surprise. I mean, I didnt expect much from the good ol Fairy Tale Cuvee. But had I known how good it was I would have splurged on another bottle (for a grand total of 3). As it stood 2 bottles was just fine for my grand total of 11 at the reception. But frankly I would have loved another couple glasses. The little bubbles just burst on my taste buds. Im not a big champagne fan, but I liked this -- a lot. Unfortunately after just one sip the WC took it away so that we could cut the cake.
Now they totally stage the cake cutting. You make one slice in the cake and then some server (who you didnt even know was there) takes the slice and cuts it to one inch pieces. We had already pinky swore we wouldnt smash cake into each others face, but cmon
I mean were big people. If we can get married we should be trusted to make our own decision as to whether to do the cake smash or not.
Im not going to lie, I was disappointed with first taste of the cake. It was fine really. Its just
I mean I consider myself to be a chocolate cake connoisseur
and it seemed a little stale.
But dont worry
I wasnt heartbroken
not even really all that disappointed. I figured this just meant that I wouldnt have to feel bad about not having a lot of the cake. Frankly, I was just looking forward to having more champagne. But it wasnt time for that.
It was time to dance.
I had asked for 2 dances. The first with DH to This years love by David Gray. It was a song that DH and I had listened to when we first started dating. The second, was the quintessential wedding song -- What a wonderful world by Louis Armstrong. My poor dad. I guess I forgot to warn him. That song is like kryptonite.
When the dances were over it was finally time to get me some of that cake and more champagne. There was no way I was letting the WC take that away from me again.
Seriously. I have a black belt and I know how to use it. Dont mess with my cake and champagne lady. You better believe DH and I finished the rest of that champagne. Were still talking about it.
Patrick asked me if there was anything else I could think of that he should get. The time we had bought for videography was about to expire. I said no and we shook hands. He was quite a likeable guy.
I asked Randy if he wanted everyone to stay for pictures on the GF staircase, or whether we would head off by ourselves. He said he would get a few pictures on the staircase and then we would head back to the POFQ to get a few more shots before we lost the light.
On Maggimus advice I had e-mailed Randy and asked him if we could go to another location if there was time remaining. I just love the POFQ and since it was where DH proposed, and because it was so romantic, I was so glad he agreed.
After taking more pictures DH and I thanked Randy profusely, embarrassed by how much he spoiled us and eternally grateful for everything he did.
DH had already placed our overnight bag in the limo, so we climbed in and headed back for the GF. We swung by the front desk of the GF who told us that we were in the Boca Chica building room 8433.
When we got to the room the first thing I thought was
a turret room. Ohhhhhh. And the next thing I did? I ran to the balcony and looked left.
Sure enough there was the Magic Kingdom.
But we were due at Citricos in 5 minutes so there was no time to stop and smell the roses. After a quick bathroom break (ladies, be sure to schedule these in 5 hours is a long time in a one-piece), we were off to rejoin our guests.
Next up: wedding day - part 5 - And they lived happily ever after
I'm doing my best. I thought short snapshots would be better than nothing. I still have a table full of stuff that I have to "deal with" after our trip, but as soon as I got home I had to go back to school too (literally -- we got in at 1:30 AM, and I had a 9:10 AM class)...law school just moves at a rapid pace.
I cant wait to read part three of the wedding. Ohh and those flowers...so beautiful. It truly sounds like a dream. Thanks for sharing your TR with us! Congratulations and im at the edge of the seat waiting to read more!
But I did specifically ask for the shots in front of the wishing well and the carousel, so you may want to give that some though so that you can give him a better answer than I did 
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