So ... I got Married this weekend, what did you do?*
In a small ... slightly spur of the moment ... unceremonious ceremony, with only one witness, I made a commitment to my husband, and we exchanged rings. I didn't tell anyone ... and barely let on that this was about to happen, but now it has happened, and I couldn't be happier. My mother-in-law is a paralegal, and is helping us collect the necessary legal documents that will make this as close to a legal marriage that two men can have in this Red State. Currently our "Marriage Contract" is a piece of paper that reads: "Agreement: Until our dying days" and has all three of our signatures on it.
Yes, I signed it too. I support this, for both of them. ~ETS
There will be a reception in April (second or third week) and I will be inviting all of my friends, his friends, and our families. It will be, hopefully, as fancy as we can afford ... with tuxes for the grooms (luckily we already own them.) a wedding cake, champagne, and whatnot. It'll probably be at our place, unless we come up with something better ~ who knows.
When I told my family, they said: Had to beat your sister ... didn't you? Turns out that my sister is marrying her baby's daddy in June. Yaay for them. I guess closer to the due date, he realized that he had a responsibility and did a Life 180 so that he could be there for his son, and his baby's mama ... (soon to be his wife.)
MR started treatment on Friday, and seems to be doing very well so far. Friday he was high energy, Saturday he started to slow down, and Sunday he would fall asleep at random intervals. Today he is bouncing back and forth between wide awake, and passed out.
*Disclaimer: I didn't call anyone who was not in my biological family to tell them the news, and am only telling people as I run into them, so if this is the first you hear about it, good, because this is the first I've said about it. If you have already heard the news before you read this or see me, it was simply a matter of the rumor mill getting to you before I did, and not meant as a slight in anyway shape or form.
And now for a complete change of subject: A friend of mine posted recently that he was afraid of death, and asked for help. This is my response.
"Here's my philosophy, I don't know if it will help you or not. Life is a game, and the winners are not the ones who are still alive, because in the end, everyone dies. The winners are the ones who remember to live in the mean time. Live your life like you are going to die tomorrow. Take risks, and savor the golden moments. Love deeply and freely, and don't be afraid of getting hurt, and remember, the pain of death is only felt by the living, and once you are dead, you will feel no pain. When I die, I want to look back at my life, and know that I was a loving, happy person who lived. If that happens, I will proceed into whatever waits in peace."
Yes, I signed it too. I support this, for both of them. ~ETS
There will be a reception in April (second or third week) and I will be inviting all of my friends, his friends, and our families. It will be, hopefully, as fancy as we can afford ... with tuxes for the grooms (luckily we already own them.) a wedding cake, champagne, and whatnot. It'll probably be at our place, unless we come up with something better ~ who knows.
When I told my family, they said: Had to beat your sister ... didn't you? Turns out that my sister is marrying her baby's daddy in June. Yaay for them. I guess closer to the due date, he realized that he had a responsibility and did a Life 180 so that he could be there for his son, and his baby's mama ... (soon to be his wife.)
MR started treatment on Friday, and seems to be doing very well so far. Friday he was high energy, Saturday he started to slow down, and Sunday he would fall asleep at random intervals. Today he is bouncing back and forth between wide awake, and passed out.
*Disclaimer: I didn't call anyone who was not in my biological family to tell them the news, and am only telling people as I run into them, so if this is the first you hear about it, good, because this is the first I've said about it. If you have already heard the news before you read this or see me, it was simply a matter of the rumor mill getting to you before I did, and not meant as a slight in anyway shape or form.
And now for a complete change of subject: A friend of mine posted recently that he was afraid of death, and asked for help. This is my response.
"Here's my philosophy, I don't know if it will help you or not. Life is a game, and the winners are not the ones who are still alive, because in the end, everyone dies. The winners are the ones who remember to live in the mean time. Live your life like you are going to die tomorrow. Take risks, and savor the golden moments. Love deeply and freely, and don't be afraid of getting hurt, and remember, the pain of death is only felt by the living, and once you are dead, you will feel no pain. When I die, I want to look back at my life, and know that I was a loving, happy person who lived. If that happens, I will proceed into whatever waits in peace."