The dinner went off better, and while expensive, it didn't cost quite as much as we'd thought it would. I believe there were a grand total of forty-three people (counting the two of us) in attendance, although I'm not sure there was a time when all of them were there. I'd met everyone there before aside from my sister's boyfriend. For food, I had the Chicken Monterrey, which was very good, and the portion was pretty big. It was supposed to come with either rice or a potato, both of which I consider to be inferior grains. At my new mother-in-law's suggestion, I substituted a small bowl of spaghetti, because I'm really fussy. Hey, I think it's pretty good for me that I ate about half of my salad. The dessert provided by the restaurant was chocolate mousse, which I didn't eat. I did, however, have some of the wedding cake that Beth's uncle Harry made. There were several layers of chocolate with the one at the bottom being yellow; I, of course, ate from the bottom layer.
Anyway, I was nervous the whole time, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'd brought a book to read in case it just got to be too much, but I never needed to take it out of the car. Beth and I didn't walk around and greet everybody, but most of the guests came to us. I know some people are really bothered by being the center of attention, but I actually prefer that to being just another person in the crowd. I'm still nervous, but it gives me a certain sense of being more in control, even if it's a false sense.
I should have pictures up at some point, but I'm not sure when.