Have I said how much I love Adam’s International?
Our rehearsal dinner was my absolute favorite decision we made. (I know I keep saying that, but this one really was wonderful). From the moment we started talking about our rehearsal dinner we knew we didn’t want to do anything too traditional. I love all the ideas about a rehearsal dinner. Getting the families to come together as one and spending some time in a small group before the big day, being able to really talk and thank the people who have supported you through this big time in your lives. I love it. Which is why I didn’t want to do something traditional. I didn’t want to go to a fancy restaurant and sit at a table where we couldn’t mingle around and spend time with those people.
So, we started thinking.
I looked up a ton of “alternative” rehearsal dinner ideas but didn’t find one I really loved. We started talking about places in Richmond we love and where we could have the kind of rehearsal dinner we wanted… something fun that would get people talking and moving around. We decided on Bottom’s Up Pizza, but their big upstairs area we had hoped for was booked.
We made fun little brochures for our invitations explaining what we were doing, the rules of kickball, and RSVP information. We had lots of people ask if we were serious.. I guess playing kickball and eating pizza doesn’t scream “Rehearsal Dinner” to most. Oh well. ‘Cause it was a BLAST! My best friend, Caitlin, made our family and the bridal party tie-dye t-shirts, we bought some sweatbands to show team colors, ordered two official kickball balls, and set up a make your own sundae station for dessert.Adam’s (our amazing venue) told us we were welcome to use their space, so we thought maybe we could have it catered.. what am I saying.. it’s pizza.. have it delivered to Adam’s.
We were really toying with the idea but didn’t want it to be too informal or look just thrown together. WELP.. that got thrown out the window when I “jokingly” (I was totally serious) threw out the idea of playing kickball to my mom. (Keep in mind this is a woman who thought I was crazy to be getting married outside and having my reception in a barn.) Well, my mom was on board with the idea of playing kickball even through my joking tones, so I told Michael and he was on board too, and it was a done deal.
People mingled, played if they wanted to, cheered if they didn’t. Drank beer, ate pizza, and had fun. It was perfect.