Gorgeous ivory dress for petite bride, $250; strawberry cocktail mix $3 a liter
We have two items left to sell from our wedding. You can use the contact form at this link to inquire about either of these items. We respond to all inquiries within 24 hours. If you have not heard from us within that time, please check your spam folder.
The items we have (both of which are shown in the pictures attached to this post) are as follows:
We're in a museum!
For convenience in sharing our wedding photos, I put several of them up on a Flickr site. Three months ago, I got a message that the Science Museum, London, wanted to add one of the photos (shown below) to its "Coupling Up" group. I clicked the box saying that was fine, and thought no more about it.
Well, it turns out that 50 of the 368 photos from the Coupling Up group were selected to be included in the Science Museum's permanent display, and to be included in a limited edition photo book. And ours is one of the 50.
Now my only problem is that NotFroofy is already bitter about the fact that I made her an AARP member when she was only 35. I can only imagine how she will deal with my telling people that she has become a museum exhibit!
Edit: The photos selected for the exhibition have now been posted at this link as a slideshow.
Thanks for voting for our DIY project!
Miss Manners on Same-Sex Marriage
For anyone who missed Wednesday's Miss Manners column, I thought I'd preserve it here:
Dear Miss Manners:
My partner of 18 years and I traveled to Des Moines, Iowa, where we were married. I am overjoyed that our relationship is recognized legally, even if it is not in our home state.
When we crossed the Mississippi River on the way home from our wedding, we were once again single, at least in the eyes of the law.
I have always introduced Rick as my "partner" but would now like to use the term "husband," just like the rest of the legally married world.
Is it appropriate for me to say "husband," even when we are standing in a spot where that is not true? Is it a term I should use only in places where our marriage is recognized? Am I wrong in wanting somehow to indicate that the legal status of our relationship has changed?
Please calm down -- wedding jitters should be over by now.
If you are going to consider yourselves married or unmarried every time you cross a border, you are going to drive yourselves -- and everyone you meet -- crazy. You got married, and are each other's husbands. Miss Manners congratulates you.
Maryland Attorney General says Maryland will recognize same-sex marriages performed elsewhere!
Story is here.
No, the feds still won't recognize the marriage. But this is still a big step forward. Under prior law, even the limited rights available to domestic partners required that you have three different documents handy to prove you were married, since there was no centralized registry. One of my worst nightmares was someday finding out my wife was in some hospital, and having to root around for legal documents before I would be allowed to visit her or make health care decisions for her if necessary.
The complete text of the Attorney General's opinion is available here.
Our DIY pocketfold invitations, based on the design of our ketubah (Jewish wedding contract)
We got the invitations hand canceled at the Bridal Veil, OR Post Office.
Shir Tikvah, the synagogue at which we were married
There is a beautiful view from the sanctuary windows of Shir Tikvah out over Wedge Pond.
This is the ketubah (Jewish wedding contract) we used.
Our dresses hanging up before the ceremony
Dude of honor's attire
Maid of honor's dress
Maid of honor's bouquet
Baskets of programs, kippot (yarmulkes), and kippah clips outside of the sanctuary.
My wife's hair, as she wore it for the ceremony
The pearl necklace I wore.
The bridal boots my wife wore. They were 1980s vintage Stuart Weitzman raw silk and lace boots.
My bouquet. My wife and I had identical ones, except that mine was carried on my right arm and hers on her left.
The sanctuary decorated for the wedding. I made the chuppah (Jewish wedding canopy).
Holding hands during the processional.
The two of us under the chuppah (Jewish wedding canopy)
We're married! Wearing our rings after the ceremony.
Blessing over the bread in the sukkah (ceremonial booth) behind the synagogue after the ceremony
Glass we broke at the wedding.
Mezuzah made from the shards of the glass we broke at the wedding.
My wife's hair, as she wore it for the reception.
Reception. We used lots of lighting effects (uplighting, paper lanterns, floating candle centerpieces) to decorate.
Another photo showing the lighting at the reception
The heavy hors d'oeuvres buffet
The Cake Table
Cake Menu. We used the same design for our food and bar menus, and the "reserved" signs for the head table.
The chocolate fountain
Our first dance
One of the pictures from our DIY "photobooth"
Thank you card
My bridal slippers
Intimate same-sex Jewish wedding
We drove up to Massachusetts on Sunday night with two dogs. (We had ours, plus the father of ours, who belongs to the friends who had volunteered to do a video of the wedding but who were coming by plane and thus couldn't bring their own dog.) On Monday, we went bright and early to the courthouse to request a waiver of the usual three-day waiting period for marriage licenses. The person who checked us in at the court asked to see our ID. Seeing we were from Maryland, she asked, "Do you have family in Massachusetts?" We explained that we did not, but that we were getting married in Massachusetts because we still could not get married in Maryland. She responded, "Oh, yes, that's right." Apparently, it took her a moment to remember that we couldn't just get married in every other state the way we could in Massachusetts.
We got the waiver, then went over and got the marriage license. After picking up a friend at the Boston airport, we arrived at the place we were staying with just enough time to get a bite to eat and a manicure before the rabbi came over to discuss wedding details.
At the wedding, one thing after another went wrong--and we completely failed to care. The hair and make-up person got stuck in traffic and arrived about a half hour late, which meant the wedding ended up being a half hour late, too. We forgot to bring the pictures of how we wanted our hair done to show her. We had planned to have our veils over our faces during the processional, but forgot. We had gotten a bunch of digital voice recorders to pick up the sound, but they never got turned on. The rabbi mixed up the two rings, so NotFroofy ended up putting the wrong ring on my finger, and I had to switch them before putting the ring on her finger. The pen for the ketubah disappeared, and we had to ask if one of our guests had an acid-free pen. Neither of us could fit our Hebrew signature into the space provided, so we ended up with both signatures broken up over more than one line. NotFroofy's veil got knocked off, twice. When we went to break the glass at the end, it wouldn't break--NotFroofy and I were doing everything up to and including standing on it for several minutes before NotFroofy finally managed to break it. My sister and my son got into a whipped cream fight at the luncheon following the ceremony. (No, neither of them had been drinking!) The Legal Sea Foods accidentally served a much more expensive champagne than we had agreed to. And two champagne glasses got broken.
But it was still perfect. Everyone around us was wildly enthusiastic. Staff members of the synagogue asked permission to attend our ceremony, as they were so excited about it. Because the ceremony was late, we needed the photographer for more time than he had originally agreed to, but he just said he was going to stay as long as necessary to get the pictures. When we stopped to ask directions to the Legal Sea Foods where our luncheon was being held, the two elderly women we asked congratulated us on our wedding. Staff members at the Legal Sea Foods came in to admire our gowns and NotFroofy's bridal boots. Even the whipped cream fight produced nothing but amusement and offers of towels for clean-up from the Legal Sea Foods staff.
We're now back at home, and have two days to get ready before our reception on Friday night. After nearly nine years together, we are both deliriously happy to be married.