It Happened

The actualy, legal, real wedding happened. He said I Do, I said something like Yup or Uh-huh.
We didn't have big poems or fancy promises to say. We'd already taken care of that privately.
Somebody noticed we weren't recording anything, so they were smart enough to use the movie option on there digi cam. Good thing mostly because it's all a big blur spot to me at this point.

But I vividly remember what came next.

YF's friends were having their 5 yr. anniversary party that night. (At the Crystal Ballroom! Ok, in the same building, but I still have yet to set foot on that famous floor.) Because we didn't want to steal their thunder, we took off our temporary rings, and told nobody about where we had just been. I was still in my amazing straberry dress, and the smile couldn't have been scrubbed off my face with a wire brush.

We were in too much bliss to truly give anyone the notice they deserved. We danced - the first song we danced to as husband and wife was Bye Bye Blackbird. And we left early. Everyday music was just across the street, and YF had gift certificates so we went to go spend them. It had grown into perfect spring weather, baby showers and inviting puddles and I skipped every step in the night breeze.

The music store was fun. We found some music, YF let me pick what I wanted. Wahoo! Cambined music libraries. (I still haven't enjoyed his music as I should, though.)

We got home, and decided to go for a walk in the beautiful night. But then...