Wednesday, October 18, 2006

About the Wedding (in Sixty Seconds)

Kicked off the day with a massage at a spa. Very nice and relaxing. Manny spent the rest of the afternoon compiling the CDs for the reception - had to cut over 200 songs down to about 60. Got my nails done, then promptly fucked them up by bumping into a door, thumb first. Emergency trip to the beauty supply store to buy the same shade of nail polish to fix the fucked-uppedness. Lori came over, was very useful by helping me with bouquet, then she went to the Irish Lion to set up decorations. Got prettied up back at the homestead. Mom came over to help me into my dress. Parents drove me over to the Lion and let me out in an alley. Was smuggled upstairs and hidden in a closet/office. Bagpiper led me out with very loud and wonderful music. All the other restaurant patrons stood up, which was cool. Christian began ceremony. Manny pledged to stand by me through good times vs. bad, mania vs. depression, baseball season vs. allergy season, buying DVDs vs. buying shoes, Dario Argento vs. Christopher Guest, surfing the net all night vs. going to bed at a decent hour, Joy Division vs. Tori Amos, pirates vs. ninjas, and Capitalism vs. Communism. I then pledged to stand by him through good times vs. bad, happiness vs. hangovers, lottery tickets vs. parking tickets, spooning vs. snoring, a stable home life vs. rearranging the furniture all the time, Margaret Atwood vs. Philip K. Dick, beer in the fridge vs. rising gas prices, astronauts vs. cavemen, and Democrats vs. Republicans. Put on rings, took eachother as man and lady (and said those words, too). Christian then ordered us to "make it so." Big tongue kiss. Rest of the night dissolved into a blur of photos and champagne and cake and wonderful, wonderful friends and family. And now, we're married.

Manny, you can, at times, be a terrible shit, but I love you like mad and I can say with complete confidence that on Friday the 13th, I married my best friend in the whole wide fucking world. We will have great adventures together, as well as great times of domestic routine, but through it all, we have eachother, and I'm looking forward to it already... the job, the family, the fucking big television. The washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electric tin opener...

6 comments:

The Cold War said...

Ah...that's us in a nutshell.....

gigi said...

help! help! i'm trapped in a nutshell!

Timmy said...

awesome! Sounds like a truly unique ceremony! I love it!

Stacey said...

I agree with Timmy. Congratulations!

aughra said...

fucking beautiful.

indygirl said...

It was awesome. I cried. Seriously!