"That bwessed event..."
I feel like pulling a bit of a Neil Gaiman and let the entirety of this little bit of nowhere be wholly comprised of the joyfully bemused, casual remark:
Fuck, I'm married.
The night however is rather late and having only just returned from the honeymoon (and right into an 8-hour afternoon/evening work shift), I'm not entirely in the mood and possessing of time to rant at great length.
Yet rest assured for all of you out there who were not on hand for the event: Melissa and I are now husband and wife, which means that somewhere down the line, we're going to have kids. God help the world. The day was beautiful and blue, and saw lots of silly photographs, limo rides, and processional & recessional music from the respective movies "Hannibal" (as in Lector) and "The Last Temptation of Christ." What can I say, I love the beautiful and the peculiar all at once.
The reception saw lots of dancing, lots of food, and a frightening set of bedsheet-oriented presents from 3-4 different people who all coincidentally and without consulting each other prior managed to buy linens, a duvet and a knitted afgan all with the same colour scheme. And Mel still refused to acknowledge the fact that we made her dance to
Hubba Hubba Zoot Zoot.
And as for the honeymoon...bedroom inferences and "wink wink nudge nudge" jokes aside, it was a fun time spent at the Royal York Hotel in Toronto, and the Minolta Tower in Niagra Falls. Many books and pencil boards were purchased, many more books were purchased, waterfalls were admired, room service was ordered in the dead of night more than once, and poor Mel had to contend with an overly-romantic Owl Butterfly glomping itself onto the side of her face.
I have pictures. (ha ha!)
More thoughts, intimations and silly remarks will be sent along in the next few days, but for now I'm content to sit back and stare blankly at the large set of bags and luggage that now must be put away. Gyaaaaaa...
Today's Thought: Fuck, I'm married.
posted by Phillip at 6:41 PM
