The title of this post is the subject line of an e-mail that delinquent Voxer and all around good egg Jason P set me and CarrieNation to congratulate us on our impending nuptials (I'm glad I can stop struggling to spell that word after this weekend).
Because my blog has mostly been a vehicle for hurling insults, bickering over music and perpetuating my decade-long (and counting!) War Over Nothing with Hotrod, I sometimes struggle to find the appropriate tone to discuss serious matters...such as, say, the most important -- and best -- decision I've ever made. Or, for example, one of the biggest days of my life.
But that day is fast upon us, and it seems appropriate that I say something about it from my small public platform in the hinterlands of the blogosphere.
Over the past few days I've been a bit of a nervous wreck. Although CarrieNation has done the lion's share of the planning and work for the big event, I've done enough to know how many balls we have in the air (catering, music, venue, clothes, etc.) and every day I'm worried about a new variable. The phalanx of relatives and friends descending on our fair city for the event also has me rattled, as does the prospect of being responsible for all of them having a good time.
What doesn't worry me -- even a little -- is the prospect of being married to CarrieNation. In fact, I'll let my dear readers in on a little secret: because our officiant isn't a member of a church recognized by our great commonwealth (fake Internet ministers rule) we went ahead and made it official with an officer of the court on Monday. To me, the notion that I will spend the rest of my life with CarrieNation is as natural as the notion that I'll continue to breathe air, eat breakfast and listen to the Clash for the rest of my life. To imagine any other scenario is what would scare me.
So that's it. Wish us luck on this wedding business. Cross your fingers that all of our assorted vendors show up, my Grandmother doesn't cuff my ears when she hears some of the more profane tracks on the wedding mix, and Hotrod stays sober long enough to make a coherent toast. The marriage is the easy part.
[this is good] Man. After this I really have my work cut out for me. Fortunately, I am MUCH more eloquent after a dozen gin and tonics.
Posted by: hotrod | 11/05/2009 at 01:26 PM
I'm surprised that someone named "CarrieNation" would even allow liquor at the wedding. Wasn't the real (or original) CarrieNation a crazy person who hated alcohol?
Posted by: M-----l | 11/05/2009 at 01:30 PM
We are a more-or-less teetotal too, as luck might have it, but CarrieNation is a little more hospitable than her hatchet-wielding namesake. Besides, while we're all sorts of fun sober, other people need some help.
Posted by: Dabysan | 11/05/2009 at 01:46 PM
I meant to say "we are a more or less teetotal couple," but you get the idea.
Posted by: Dabysan | 11/05/2009 at 02:02 PM
Well, sober or drunk, have a good wedding.
Posted by: M-----l | 11/05/2009 at 02:27 PM
Congratulations! I'm so happy for you.
If there aren't about 140,982 pictures for us to see by, oh, Thanksgiving, I'm gonna be pissed.
Posted by: Jodi | 11/05/2009 at 03:03 PM
. To me, the notion that I will spend the rest of my life with
CarrieNation is as natural as the notion that I'll continue to (...) listen to the Clash for the rest of my life.
the romantic. it burns congrats to both of you. mazel tov. felicidades.
Posted by: mariser | 11/05/2009 at 03:13 PM
[this is good] Congrats.
Posted by: Valerae | 11/05/2009 at 03:56 PM
[this is good] sweet post. congratulations!
Posted by: Patty | 11/05/2009 at 04:39 PM
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Congratulations!!! I hope it's the best party of your life (so far).
(I misted up at the same sentence that mariser quoted. That's quite possibly the most romantic thing I've ever heard anyone say about their new spouse.)
Posted by: homebody | 11/05/2009 at 04:44 PM
I think you should wait until December to post pics, just to piss Jodi off.
Posted by: hotrod | 11/05/2009 at 04:57 PM
Thank you very much. And I'm going to take it as a good thing that the most romantic sentiment I've ever expressed somehow managed to have the Clash in it.
Posted by: Dabysan | 11/05/2009 at 09:20 PM
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Hope you have a great day and all the logistics work out. Hope you decide not to care even if they don't. Hope Hotrod doesn't blow the toast.
Sounds like you don't need luck with the marriage part, but hope that you both have a happy life together!
Posted by: rigsby | 11/06/2009 at 07:15 AM
I certainly hope there is a Karoake segment to the reception... Congrats to you both, and to the pooch!
Posted by: Vanna | 11/06/2009 at 10:57 AM
[this is good] Congrats! Wishing you a day full of fun and love. :-)
Posted by: MiamiShyner | 11/06/2009 at 11:20 AM