A few weeks ago, on our 1 year anniversary, we Minnesotans decided to troupe down to Iowa and get ourselves a Iowa marriage licence (Iowa....still can't get over that...of all places...).Turns out changing two peoples surnames without a legal wedding in MN is hella expensive, and we decided in the past year to have a shared last name. So! Off to Iowa we went!
We brought two friends- one to officiate (yay Universal Life Church) and his wife to bear witness. We brought a bottle of port, and they brought us a small chocolate cake to share, and a handmade quilt. We had the ceremony outside out Victorian B&B at midnight, and Lisa finally got all the gothic aesthetic she wanted. It was simple, it was meaningful, it was intimate, it was representative of us, and it was just so very affirming.Sometime in the next year or two our own home state is expected to vote on gay marriage...and its expected to pass. For some reason the idea of the Iowa marriage licence "kicking in" amuses me. I always picture myself cutting my toenails, and then a "ping" videogame type noise comes from nowhere, and blocky text above my head proclaims that I have reached "married- level 3!" whenever Minnesota passes the law.
PS. Being married just keeps getting better, doesn't it?
3 comments:
I think my second favorite part of that story (after the part about Terri and Lisa getting legally married in Iowa!) is the bottle of port and the small chocolate cake. Terri and Lisa are clearly my kind of people. Congratulations!!
I love that they got to celebrate again in a way that was meaningful to them. Go Iowa! Now we just need most of the other states to wake up. And I also love the port and chocolate cake of course!
This is totally sweet. I love the expression of style, and their perseverance in the face of stupid bureaucracy. And the quilt. And the cake. And the midnight signing!
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