I've written pretty vaguely about my impending leap into the ranks of marriagehood, and written almost nothing at all about the wedding planning. Part of that, however, was because there was a highly unusual amount of planning to be done, and very little time to discuss it at length.
There is a series of much longer entries currently percolating on this subject, but the overture is as follows: as of August 12, Dana and I will have gotten married three times in the past four months.
(To each other, yes. This isn't the confession of clever con artists, nor a missing episode of Big Love).
According to the state of Illinois, we have been married since April 1st, 2006, when we went off to City Hall and had a judge speak some very nice words and sign the legal documentation. Our parents were in attendance, as were our best man and maid of honor (
hannibalv and
adickers).
This past weekend, on August 4th, 2006, Dana and I were married in the Islamic tradition, in a two-part event attended by members of Dana's family, a select group of our closest friends, and about 200 of my relatives.
This coming weekend, August 12th, 2006, Dana and I are getting married in a secular ceremony of the Western tradition (ie, me in a tuxedo, her in a big white dress, vows, rings, etc.).
There are a myriad of reasons for this drawn-out wedding process, not the least of which is that we got legally married first to remove the "weight" from the other two ceremonies (so nobody's family can claim that one was more "real" than the other).
Like I said, I will have much more elaborate observations on the whole circus as it was. There will likely be relevant photography.
But here endeth the overture. To be continued.