...and a page is turned

SO… I’m getting married in two days! For anyone offended that they’re not invited to the wedding, please don’t be. There is no wedding. Though we have had this planned for a while now, we have chosen not to do a traditional ceremony at this time. Jason and I are leaving tomorrow morning for California and getting married while we’re out there. Let me just say, I am beyond excited.

It took me a while to adjust to the idea of not having a normal wedding. I knew that I didn’t really want one, but I was also very conflicted at the idea of what consequences a private union might bring. Whose feelings may be hurt if I don’t have one? How would I tell all the people I want to tell? Would I still be seeing the shocked look on people’s faces 5 years from now because they never heard the news? Would I regret not having the chance to wear a white gown and be center stage?

The last question is not likely. If you don't know me well, let me just explain: when God created me, I'm pretty sure he had recently run out of a few of those vital traits that make girls girly. Here is an excerpt from my "List of Things I'd Love To Do"
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1497. Lick the underside of a toilet seat
1498. Swim in shark infested waters while wearing a scuba suit made entirely of raw beef
1499. Spend a year on a deserted island with only the companionship of an angry orangutan
1500. Dress up fancy and stand in front of a room full of people
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As for the other questions... after a lot of prayer, a lot of talking with family and friends, and a lot of aimless daydreaming I can honestly say I feel good. My family has responded with support and assurance that feelings are not hurt. This is our day, and should be done for us and no one else. My mom told me that the only guest we’re required to invite is God, and he has very much been present in every aspect of the relationship. So with that in mind, let me just say this:

WOOHOO!

We leave tomorrow and will be gone for about a week and a half. We found an apartment that we love and have spent the past week moving all of Jason’s stuff in. It’s been exhausting and stressful, but we finally finished today. After we return, I will have another month to move my stuff over. Those that know me well know that “my stuff” equates to about 2 boxes of belongings and a toothbrush, so I’m thinking a month should be plenty of time to make the move. Oh yeah, and 8 garden gnomes.

Perhaps this posting will address the other question of how and when I will tell everyone. Of the 7 people that have knowledge of this blog, 2 already heard the news. I guess that leaves 5 more people I can cross off the list. If you’re reading this, consider yourself among the privileged that are finding out before the fact :)

And with that, I’m off! Be back July 8th!