Well, hello there!
I know, I know. It’s been a minute. Where have I been? Hiding from Pence and the deplorables! Just kidding…sort of…
But seriously, I took a brief hiatus from social media, just to get away from it all. I’m back now, but in a more limited capacity. My social media accounts no longer rule my life, dictate when I go to bed, or have my undivided attention at any given moment. Cutting back has definitely improved my relationship with my significant other, and overall, has made me a happier green eyed dyke.
A lot has changed in the four or five years since I’ve been away. The most significant change in my life: C and I are married! Yep, we made it official. I put a ring on it, and so did she! At that point, in 2015, we had been together for about 19 years. When the Supreme Court ruling finally came down in a favorable fashion, we decided to go for it as soon as possible. We really wanted to wait until November, as that’s our anniversary month, but we feared that someone, somewhere, would find a loophole from Hell which would undo the court’s decision, and it would be too late.
So, a week after the ruling, we found ourselves at the county courthouse obtaining that marriage license. We took an afternoon off to do this. We were pleasantly surprised to see more lesbian and gay couples standing in line to apply for the license than there were straight couples that day, perhaps with the same concerns that we had about the possible reversal of the ruling.
The license was good for only 60 days, so we picked the Saturday before Labor Day to hold our small ceremony. In the meantime, we went ring shopping. We ended up with matching silver bands. Since we didn’t buy each other engagement rings, we settled on thicker bands with a nifty design. Both of agreed that a thin band would either get lost or broken (particularly by me, as I tend to be a klutz). Pricey, but worth it.
When I say we had a small ceremony, I actually mean minuscule: there were seven people at our wedding. My parents, C’s parents, C’s brother, his wife, and our then 9-month old nephew. I guess you could say we had 6 1/2 people in attendance that day. 🙂 But it was perfect. We both wore dresses, mostly to appease our mothers. (Especially mine. She was all into the dress shopping.) Granted, nothing was Vera Wang, but I think we looked good. I wore a white sleeveless dress with blue and green beaded embellishments. My wife wore a sleeveless, low-cut yellow dress. Yellow is her favorite color, and she’s one of the only people I know who can pull off wearing yellow clothing and not look like Big Bird. She was beautiful, but she’s beautiful everyday. 😉
We had a small reception type of thing at our home, which involved salad, pizza, and cake. No fancy frills here! We had two cakes, because I love cake, and C put me in charge of the cake. I couldn’t help myself, and I ordered two: one that was a Boston-cream type of concoction, and another which consisted of white cake, strawberry filling, and buttercream frosting. Both were divine. The cake toppers for the Boston-cream style cake were my idea…
Overall, it was a good day. We didn’t want extravagant or flashy. We didn’t want to be Bridezillas. We wanted a simple ceremony and, most importantly, that piece of paper which allows my wife to keep our house in the event that I get hit by a bus. And, if I’m still alive, but in the hospital after being ran over by said bus, my wife can visit and be with me, legally. That aspect was more significant to us than having a gigantic, overpriced wedding.
Oh, and we also adopted a cat. Because that’s not cliche. But, that’s another post for another day.