I wanted to talk about weddings here for a minute, mainly mine. Shane and I got married in a courthouse in Jacksonville, North Carolina in a ceremony that lasted exactly one minute and five seconds. The courthouse itself was under construction, so our entrance was a plywood hallway.
Our Justice of the Peace was a rude, grouchy lady wearing acid washed demin, and made us wait until she finished her Spider Solitaire game before talking to us. My husband appears to be glaring at me while I put the ring on his finger….
You can only imagine what comes to mind whenever I think of our wedding. BEST DAMN DECISION OF MY LIFE. I’m married to my best friend, to the man I love more than anything, and that’s the ONLY thing that matters. We talked about having a big wedding later on down the road, but I don’t want one. We’ve decided on a super tiny vow renewal with our families, so they can see that part, and then scheduling a professional shoot, in which I’ll wear my (already purchased – whoops!) wedding gown. Then, instead of spending an absurd amount of money on a wedding, just going on a kick-ass vacation.
This was the right decision for me. Wedding (or any event!) planning makes me antsy, stressed out, and miserable. I love my husband, and I am no less married than if I had the whole big fairy-tale wedding, yet our bank account is much happier. Kelly Ripa and Mark Consuelos eloped in 1996, and are still happily married. Kim Kardashian had a 3-Ring circus for a wedding, and you see how that turned out.
So, there’s my wedding story. It’s not huge, fancy, or elaborate, but it’s mine, and I’m happy. :)