I’ve been MIA for a while as my comany implemented Websense which won’t let me onto the message board from work. I lurk when I can but it’s been a while since I posted.
I thought I’d announce that I’m getting hitched next spring to TheLadyLion. She hasn’t been a frequent poster but Lel and Strainger met her at a micro-Dopefest (okay, we met at a coffee bar) and Mauvaise has come over for dinner and a movie with us. We’ve been seeing each other for about seven months now and while some folks might consider that rushing we’re both very comfortable with things.
I’m 41, she’s… a grownup and neither of us have been married before. I’m a typical guy in that I’ve never given much though to wedding plans but I realize my reality has changed. When I stopped by her house last night I saw two bridal magazines each about as thick as an issue of Vanity freaking Fair. It has begun. No problem. I suggested we elope to Vegas and find a Lutheran Elvis impersonator but she won’t hear of it. We’d be in and out like a mafia hit, bada-boom, bada-bing, bada-bap, but she tells me it lacks romance. I know when not to argue.
My needs are simple. All I want besides her is one of those cool titanium wedding bands. I welcome the Dopers input on what other things I’ll have to deal with.
Did you two meet through the boards? (We’re keeping statistics, y’know!)
To call those brides’ magazines ‘magazines’ is a misnomer. Some of them merely need their own Zip code. Others are dense enough to bend space locally.
We’ve got WebSense at my office, but I’ve got no problem getting to the SDMB. They must have different settings available.
I’d add “wear appropriate attire” to Booker’s list. (I wore my best charcoal-grey suit at my own wedding - but not a tux, which means I never have to wear a tux as long as I live. :)) And agree to all but her most outrageous ideas about the wedding and the reception. But that’s about it.
My point is she’s older than me. She’s actually not sensitive about her age but at any rate the joke missed. no MD or Thunderbird either as she dosn’t drink I drink very little these days.
Techically we met through a board activity but not this board. A parties group on Yahoo of local friends and we met at a murder mystery costume party before we chatted online. I posted some pictures but didn’t know all the names so she helped me identify people. We met the following week and really hit it off.
We havent’ set the specific date but it will be one of the last saturdays in March. I also haven’t done the formality of popping the question but I’ll sneak up and suprise her soon when I find the appropriate moment. We were at a friend’s party a few weeks ago and the topic came up so I just asked what time of year she wanted to get married. I’m very direct that way. Since then the info has been leaking out to relatives so we’ve announced it on the various boards we frequent. I could have come up with some sneaky Rube Goldberg way to find her ring size but I just went with “honey, what’s your ring size.” I’m far from an unromantic guy, I j ust don’t have any examples I’m free to share with y’all just now
Thinking of something original for clothing. The Phoenix dopers know I’m into “cowboy shooting” where I dress as my 1870s alter ego, Morgan Randall, and play shoot 'em up with about 150 friends every month. I’m going to get a period correct frock coat and all the accoutriments. Think of a fatter version of Nate Brooks from PBS’s Frontier House. She’s looking for a victorian style dress but it is verboten for me to see pictures of it until then.
Lots of plans still to be made but the only things carved in stone is we will be married in our local church in Phoenix - Faith Lutheran, my brother will be my best man and her adult son will give her away.
Forget Vegas, man. You can do the Wedding Chapel of Mesa. Hehehehehehehee
Seriously, Pad, congratulations. Hopefully, my job and cash situation will improve while you’re still a bachelor so we can go shooting. That way I can say, “I knew him when…”
Fallenangel, I actually don’t think it will cut into my shooting. I took her out to PR&G and she took to my Buckark like a duck to water. Coach pat observed her a while and just said “nothing I can show her.” Praise doesn’t come any higher. She enjoyed it and I might even get her interested in CAS shooting.
If you have a job that involves machines and such I’d reconsider the titanium ring-- if you get it caught in something it’s nearly impossible to cut through.
Heh.
Congratulations.
Anyone who wears his wedding band while working on machinery is an idiot. Your finger will be torn off long before even a soft metal ring breaks. There’s a photo on … a certain rotten website, that you don’t want to see. Don’t even get me started on the electrical hazards. I’ve heard too many stories of dead electricians where the only visible injury was the burn mark where a ring used to be.:eek:
and neither of us have been married before. I’m a typical guy in that I’ve never given much though to wedding plans but I realize my reality has changed. When I stopped by her house last night I saw two bridal magazines each about as thick as an issue of Vanity freaking Fair. It has begun. No problem. I suggested we elope to Vegas and find a Lutheran Elvis impersonator but she won’t hear of it. We’d be in and out like a mafia hit, bada-boom, bada-bing, bada-bap, but she tells me it lacks romance. I know when not to argue.