Well, That's Just Great
Because some of you may have missed it, and if you did you'll be TOTALLY lost for the next few months...
Gizmo: What are you thinking about?
Me: Trying to figure out the right way to share on tumblr that we're getting married.
Gizmo: Ah.
Me: Yeah. Only get one chance to do it. Want it to be "me."
Gizmo: Right.
Me: Needs to be funny for sure, but also it should include connections with my divorce and mental health. They've been such a big part of the blog and our engagement is a natural counterpoint.
Gizmo: Yup.
Me: Can't be overly sentimental though.
Gizmo: No.
Me: Something a little "meta" would be nice.
Gizmo: Certainly.
Me: I just don't want to miss the opportunity to do something fun because I was lazy and thoughtless and just started writing some chat post where...
Gizmo: Uh oh.
Me: ...
Gizmo: ...
Me: Well, crap.
It will be several months of making people wonder when I'm being serious and when I'm screwing with them
Me: So can the groom come down the aisle to a specially selected piece of music too?
Her: I guess. What were you thinking of?
Me: I don't remember what it's called, but it's that thing that Puffy Daddy did for "Godzilla."
John Barry - The Black Hole-Main title
99 plays

Perfection.

Something this dark shouldn’t make me this happy!

Gizmo, does the groom get to have music played when he walks down the aisle?

surfbunny:

water-you-doing:


fortheloveofweddings:
Moments before the ceremony, Matt and I gave each other handwritten letters to read together {between a door}. This was such an intimate moment and I am so glad we decided to do it.

This is just too amazing not to reblog.

le sigh

I think we learned one thing for sure.
She is a much crappier writer.
He gets tears. She gets him to look like he’s proofreading a book report.

surfbunny:

water-you-doing:

fortheloveofweddings:

Moments before the ceremony, Matt and I gave each other handwritten letters to read together {between a door}. This was such an intimate moment and I am so glad we decided to do it.

This is just too amazing not to reblog.

le sigh

I think we learned one thing for sure.

She is a much crappier writer.

He gets tears. She gets him to look like he’s proofreading a book report.

Wow. Apparently Zales sells Tesseracts now!

Wow. Apparently Zales sells Tesseracts now!

See? I'm divorced. So it's fun to play to the stereotype.
Her: I wouldn't recognize her without glasses.
Him: Well, she still wears glasses. She just didn't want to wear them at her wedding.
Me: I understand. Who wants to see that coming?
If I ever get married again I insist that our first dance will be “Last Dance.”

Our hotel in Vegas has quite the history. Well, the land that it sits on does!

Ag

Looks like if I ever get married again, I’ll already have the ring!

Looks like if I ever get married again, I’ll already have the ring!