We're Married!

We did it! We were successful with only a few minor glitches in the plan. The main one was that we had to wait an hour and fifteen minutes to perform the ceremony. We got there a little early so we would be able to get our paperwork completed. Then the questions began, "Do they know we're here? Are you sure you made reservations? Do you think they forgot about us?"

I was confident we would be done and out of there before they closed. I was a little nervous but that's to be expected. Charles sat next to me the entire time with his arm around my back and we were happy together while we waited.

The judge was hilarious. He told someone who was there before for a separate issue it was good to see him again. It took our friend a moment to realize it was a joke but that moment was pretty funny. Then he said at the beginning of the ceremony that though we weren't saying our own vows Charles would perform a song for the audience members at the end. I cringed and was asked to confirm that we did not want Charles to sing.

Then there was the party.  I was probably more nervous about the party than the wedding.  I had to run Mom home and in the process I ran inside and burst forth from the "shape wear" into something more comfortable. We had to drive in rush hour traffic across town and finally we made it where there were a few guests there waiting for us.

I erupted into my extroverted self and felt like the life of the party. I had some wine and some snacks and we got a wonderful cake from the Upper Crust bakery. Everyone seemed happy and I had to make sure they all understood fighting for a second piece, though entertaining, would not be permitted.

Finally we made it home and collapsed. I made sure my mom had a bottle of wine and two pieces of cake and Charles and I spent the rest of the weekend beautifully in love. We went for a walk in the lovely weather, went to his favorite record store for his birthday and then we went to karaoke for me where I did well on all three songs I sang.

It was a wonderful weekend where we could set ourselves free into the life we've chosen. We know it won't always be easy but we have a wonderful and healthy relationship that will last as long as our vows say it should.

Less Catastrophic

So everything is set. We're going to have a ceremony and a nice little get together with the family and a few of our closest friends. It will be really lovely.

After we'll probably go home and pass out because it's such a big day and we have a lot of preparation but that's fine. We've told everyone that Saturday is our day and they get to leave us alone no matter how far they've come to visit us.

That night though I will go to karaoke and they can come with us if they want. I find that a lot of people are resistant to karaoke so that should shoo them off.  But yes, there will be karaoke. I will sing Video Games by Lana Del Rey and maybe Read My Mind by The Killers. If his brothers show up they can watch me rock it or choke perhaps but either way I'll have fun.

I miss my friend who flaked. I am grieving her loss. She was wacky and funny and I thought she was supportive. But in reality she was unreliable and untrustworthy and now I feel like we never were friends from the beginning. I need closure but not today. I've decided to wait until after the wedding.

This weekend Charles was so sweet and kind and funny and it reminded me that he is the priority in all of this. He is my reason that I am gathering us all together to celebrate. I am his reason. This really is happening. I'm going to marry the man who showed me love can be healthy and helped me to heal from the all the rest.

I can't say no one else before him mattered because I had some relationships that really were important. I really loved some of them but the relationships became so damaged the love could no longer support them. They shaped me into who I am so I can be the woman that Charles loves today.  If it were not for them I may not have been able to appreciate Charles for the kind, funny and loving person he is.

We were at the store on Saturday and we saw this old couple holding hands and being sweet.  He told me he wants us to grow old together and become that couple. I kissed him and turned around and this woman was standing there smiling at us. I blushed and apologized and she said, "No, ya'll are cute. Carry on." Today all I can think is, yeah, we're cute and we shall carry on.