And you thought your holiday weekend was busy?
What started as one of our stock pretend fights Monday evening (“my accountant is better than your accountant, nyah nyah nyah“) somehow turned into us going to the courthouse for a marriage license Tuesday afternoon, stopping to buy champagne at Lilly Chocolate (when asked by the owner of Lilly why we suddenly decided to do this after 8.5 years together, Tamas said to her with a perfectly straight face: “well, we did just buy a freezer…”), finding a roller derby girl friend of a friend to officiate (our backup was the owner of our local comic book store…really), finally culminating in getting married at my studio building Friday evening with my studiomate Arabella, her husband Ben and Tamas’ best friend Mike in attendance.
Studio neighbor Kristen (you know her work from Shaping Shawls) shot some photos. My friend Margaret fixed the straps on a dress I already had, and I wore Doc Marten heels.
Miriam Felton, love love love, FedEx overnighted me her Nefertiti shawl (it’s borrowed and blue…-ish). A sixpence in the shoe and 10 minutes later and pow…married.
All organized in about 48 hours.
(Hey, sometimes things just work).
Here’s to many, many more years with my best friend.