That's one more thing out of the way.
(Sun Mar 01, 2009 at 11:13:10 AM EST) wedding
We're married. Her dress was so incredible you couldn't tell I'd put her in the club four-and-a-half-months ago. She was stunning as she walked in. We held hands throughout the ceremony and the stoic registrar had an upper lip stiff enough to ignore us ignoring her as we whispered to each other the entire fucking time, stopping only to participate in the required responsive readings.
The fuckers made us submit our readings more than a month in advance and then, during the ceremony, made a point of saying, "In this country, marriage is between a man and a woman..." knowing full well we had a few fags among our guests, two of whom are indeed married. I was livid but held my tongue as my doc & lawyer friend were called upon to read my intro and content, something which took two weeks to get approved: excerpts of Mass. Supreme Court's Goodridge v. Department of Health decision. Fuck 'em. I wrote a summary as well: "Sugar_spun and Doggie today redefine themselves as one, and both hope that any people who fall in love as they themselves have done should have the same rights and opportunities as they have on this most happy of days." Just this side of the borderline. Fuck 'em.
Radiant. Happy. And then we went to the Adelphi. We had to stop briefly on the road leaving Speke Hall though. Since we were being driven, my father-in-law had taken the car for me and flagged us down before we hit the main road.
"Doggie, do you have some alarm running in this car? It keeps beeping!"
"Did you put your seat belt on? It beeps if you don't."
Then we were driven along the scenic route past the docklands to the hotel, making sure everyone was there before we arrived.
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