And it's time for the marriage to begin.

I posted this elsewhere, already, but now that I've caught up with the forum, it ought to go here, too.

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Last Saturday, I got married.


Everything went very well, though I was incredibly nervous before it started -- just before people started going down the aisle (to Storybook Love from The Princess Bride), I thought I was going to pass out, or vomit, or something -- but that soon passed when we actually started the wedding. We tried to blend British and American traditions as well as we could, and ended up with something unique, and very beautiful.

Our limo was a 1939 Cadillac Fleetwood, which was very nice. The reception was in a banquet hall with no name so we had to direct people to "above the pizza parlour", but it was a very nice place, and the food was delicious. Me and Amy danced to "I Do (Cherish You)", though Emily (my niece and flower girl) decided to join in. Everyone else danced to the Electric Slide and Boot Scooting Boogie. Everyone seemed to have fun, which was nice.

We cut the cake, and the quarter slice we fed each other was the only cake we had time for. But it was very nice. Amy tossed her bouquet, and her sister Melissa caught it. I tossed her garter (a custom I was quite unfamiliar with), only by then there were no unmarried guys over the age of 8 to catch it. So that was kind of weird.

We'd been planning to leave at 10:30 pm, but the party was pretty much over by 9, and we were wiped out, so we cancelled the limo (not the Fleetwood -- we only had that for the photos, because it was expensive), and got a lift home at about 9:45. Then we got changed and headed over to the Radisson Hotel Cincinnati Riverfront. However, they did not do us well, and we don't reccomend them, if you have a special occasion to celebrate.

In the morning we headed off to the airport and thence to Orlando, Florida. The weather was excellent, the villa was perfect, and all in all, it was great. We didn't really do much, though; we went to SeaWorld for a day, and to the world's largest Hard Rock Cafe and to Dixie Stampede (where we even got to be part of the show), but mostly we lazed around the villa, swam in the pool, watched movies and generally had fun together. It was about the most fun week I've ever had.

And then, we came home again.