Thursday, May 21, 2009

Shotgun Wedding

One of the lovely ladies that I work with went to Vegas last weekend, pulled the trigger, and got married by Elvis last weekend... It brought back memories of my own shotgun wedding almost four years ago.

After a few years of living together, it was clear to both Matt and I that we were going to get married but we weren't really in any hurry to actually do the deed. Cue unplanned pregnancy with Capt. Duke that pressed our hand. We always knew that we were going to get married and realized that now was as good a time as any. We planned a day and time at the courthouse, invited a few family members who were free and got married by a nice gentleman in a tie-dyed Bob Marley T-shirt who smiled through the entire short and sweet ceremony. It was just as meaningful as any other wedding minus the frills. We cried as we recited our vows, exchanged rings and had our first kiss as a married couple. It was beautiful and special and simple and a great memory.

Yes, if we hadn't been 8 months pregnant at the time, things may have gone a little differently, but it doesn't change the love behind the actions. The funny thing is, I bet if we hadn't been pregnant at the time, we'd probably still have done something small and intimate and gotten married in jeans and flip flops on the beach of Lake Tahoe, and that would have been perfect for us too.

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