Rachel S. Heslin
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I love weddings.

Our friends, Ian and Colleen, got married yesterday. It was wonderful. The church was merely two steps shy of cathedral, Colleenk'y's dress was of medieval cut (those sleeves!) in sage-green satin with a subtle pattern woven in, and the officiant (Shawn Crosby) actually started the ceremony by saying (sans lisp):

"Marriage! Marriage is what brings us together today.
Marriage: that blessed event, that dream within a dream."

The ceremony was, as Crosby put it, "irreverant but never insincere," short but moving. The reception was awesome: Colleen had told some friends a long time ago that she wanted to have "Forever" (from Highlander) played at her wedding, so they actually spent months secretly rehearsing, and they sang it in multipart harmony for her. The speeches were funny and tearful, and, of course, Colleen sang to Ian (she's operatically trained) and they danced to swing music.

The cake topper was an action figure from "Planet of the Apes" and a silver female robot, and the groomsmen gifted the groom with a sword.

*sigh* It was wonderful.

Incidentally, this was also the first time that Shawn and I had been in the same room as Spike since I broke things off nearly a year and a half ago. We pretty much ignored each others' existence. I am hoping to one day be able to civilly interact in public, since I miss live games, so we'll see. [In a side note, I'd like to take this opportunity to publicly thank the Adlers, Youngs, Lavoies and Graydon, all of whom went beyond mere friendship and without whom I might not be happily married today.]

Anyway, the only bummer of the whole evening was that we missed the impromptu (and marginally illicit) explorations of the way-cool old church by lantern light. Ah, well. Maybe next time.



You cannot possess me for I belong to myself,
but while we both wish it,
I give you that which is mine to give.
You cannot command me, for I am a free person,
but I shall serve you in those ways you require,
and the honeycomb will taste sweeter
coming from my hand.

I pledge to you that yours will be the name I cry aloud in the night,
and the eyes into which I smile in the morning.
I pledge to you the first bite of my meat,
and the first drink from my cup.
I pledge to you my living and my dying,
each equally in your care.
I shall be a shield for your back and you for mine.
I shall not slander you, nor you me.
I shall honor you above all others,
and when we quarrel, we shall do so in private,
and tell no strangers our grievances.

This is my wedding vow to you.
This is the marriage of equals.

-- Morgan Llywelyn

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