Some of you may have read back in February that I had proposed to my girlfriend and she said yes. Actually it was more of “Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes…” but you get the picture.
Well, this past Saturday, we made it all official. She-Carnage and I had a great afternoon ceremony with about 80 guests or so. I just about bawled when I saw her enter the church. Just stunning, she was. Heck, I’m tearing up just thinking about it now.
Afterwards we had our dance instructor teach some swing dancing while the wedding party got our pictures made for 30 minutes or so. Best man diku then introduced us to the reception where she and I performed a dance created by our instructor to Etta James’ At Last. I was rather clunky I think, but at least we didn’t fall down and we got some reall big "Wooooooooo!"s when I dipped her twice. After that, everything was pretty much a blur. I kinda remember food we didn’t get to eat, a cake, Big Band music, flowers, candles, and leaving.
I really don’t deserve to be as happy as she’s made me, but I’m not going to give it up!
I wish you all could have been there. If you didn’t get your invitation, I blame it on the post office.