Following the wedding we partied it up at the reception, which was held at the Sabre Room. Ironically Jenna Fritz was raised very close to the Sabre Room and remembers when it was built. She always wanted to go to a party there and she finally got to but was invited by a family from Pigeon…oh I love irony. So the reception had great food, good drinks, and plenty of dancing (my mom and grandpa stole the show). Towards the end of the night I went out to the front to get a sweet picture of the Sabre Room sign (it isn’t every day you see a sign that includes a moving sabre). While out there, Demoree and I made an attempt (or I should say many attempts) to take a picture of the us in front of the place. Below you can see a few of my failed attempts to capture the moment…I guess I just don’t have the ability to take a picture of myself.
Luckily the Fritz’s were just leaving when we were trying this (I’m sure we looked plenty foolish), but Jenna got out and took our picture so we actually have one good one (that is if my eyes were open).