That means I revolve faster than I did at thirty-three, and I have an interesting B side that doesn't get much over-the-air play but is appreciated by collectors and aficionados. :)
I did, and thanks! I'll put up a post about it sometime soon; it was meant to be a simple and practical thing, but it turned into a really lovely event, in ways that you couldn't arrange if you spent two years planning for them. Not accidental beauty, exactly, but some kind of cosmic synergy that I'm still getting my head around, as if the universe was determined that we'd have a beautiful, happy, romantic ceremony no matter how just-the-basics pragmatic we were trying to be about it. *g*
Oh, there are so many cool things like that way up high on buildings around Manhattan that you never notice and sometimes can't even see unless you're looking at a photo in a book. When I used to work twenty stories up in Midtown, that was one of the things I most appreciated about the view.
That's true, yeah, and I hadn't thought about it like that. Mostly we just weren't interested in having a Big Traditional Wedding; we're both long lapsed from any Church affiliation, I paid my lifetime organize-a-giant-banquet-event dues with the 2000 Nebula Awards weekend in New York, and most of the romantic trappings of the large-scale wedding didn't appeal to either of us. I might have gotten political about boycotting marriage as a U.S. legal institution until people of the same sex can get married anywhere in the country, but that's a whole nother issue. *g* And with this, what I found was that a small and simple wedding can be just as charming and just as beautifully, personally moving as a large one (maybe more so, because you're not as distracted and freaked and exhausted), and that even a small and simple ceremony can quickly threaten to get out of control and turn into a something suspiciously resembling a Big Deal Wedding if you don't do it very fast. Commando Wedding! Surgical Strike! *g*
Two friends of mine from France decided to get married in a hurry before one returned to France. There were two best men (no bridesmaid), a rented wedding dress, grossly oversized suit jacket and a whole bunch of friends to take up the various family roles and all with cameras and video recorders.
I was one of the best men. I got the call the day before the ceremony. On an answering machine. :)
The wedding was at the city-county building in a small auditorium. Then we all went to a local restaurant to celebrate. Took the bride and groom to the local nice hotel and said our adieus.
It sounds perfect, and not unlike ours in several ways, including the very very last-minute recruitment of the witnesses. I like attending unconventional weddings, too, and pushing the envelope on the traditional roles. I was a traditional bridesmaid once, a best man once, a groomsman once, and in what I guess you could call the groom's retinue in a wedding in India. They were all charming and unusual weddings in their different ways, and I loved being part of all of them.
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Oh, there are so many cool things like that way up high on buildings around Manhattan that you never notice and sometimes can't even see unless you're looking at a photo in a book. When I used to work twenty stories up in Midtown, that was one of the things I most appreciated about the view.
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I was one of the best men. I got the call the day before the ceremony. On an answering machine. :)
The wedding was at the city-county building in a small auditorium. Then we all went to a local restaurant to celebrate. Took the bride and groom to the local nice hotel and said our adieus.
Great fun by all. One of the best ever.
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