Yes, I’m married now. It hasn’t really sunk in yet. I don’t feel any different. 🙂
And not to sound like I did a great job at planning this thing, but that was the BEST wedding I’ve ever been to.
No printed invitations, guest lists, ushers, flowers, caterers, bridesmaids, tuxedos, or bad tanning experiences.
No last minute fights or crying or resentments over who got chosen to do what. No family disasters right in the middle.
And EVERYONE got a place to stand to watch the ceremony and a table afterward, if they wanted one.
Most of us got ready together. It was an hour drive out of town, through the tunnels, into and out of Wapiti. Just at the National Forest line the clouds came in and the sky grayed with sheets of rain ahead. At the chapel the weather was unsettled. I made a last minute decision to move us all because any second it was going to downpour. It’s hard to tell what the weather is like near Yellowstone from town. We all had weird shoes on because the plan was to be barefoot, but that plan changed when we moved. And the weird shoes stayed.
We had the ceremony on the steps of the Old Lodge at Pahaska Teepee. I think that was just meant to be, so I wasn’t upset at all about the change in plans.
My pirate friend. Ummm, I mean my friend who dressed up as a pirate, was the minister. She was ordained online by a monastery. I wrote the whole thing, which was short, sweet, and included a reading of Dr. Seuss’ Oh the Places You’ll Go, a song by Nick, and a family sand ceremony.
It was out front at the resort so people kept driving by in the middle and someone stopped to ask if we were a theater troupe.
By the time we hit the restaurant for drinks and dinner, the staff knew all about our little ceremony. The owner came down later and bought us drinks and we shared old Pahaska stories, as three of us had worked there together in the early 1990’s. Bad stories. Drunk, wandering through the woods, drowning in the river, sweat lodge stories.
After spending the night in an A-Frame room, next to a loudly snoring Chinese guy, we wandered back home to get ready for the party on Saturday.
There is, of course, one thing I’m leaving out. The adventures of Abrah. But that’s another post for later when I’ve collected all the pictures.