Me Want Monkey
Okay... so we officially survived 3 nights together in a sub-compact tent, erected in a dusty field with amazing winds, horrendous allergies, asthma, a bladder infx and no bathroom in the immediate area (we camped in area "4" and the bathroom was in "2"). Woo hoo! Go team! Did I mention, however, that the hikes were spectacular and that we were just short of rolling around in poison oak and still managed not to get it? That's lucky. And also Wen cooked wonderful dinners while I warmed my tootsies by the fire each night, so all in all not a bad deal. Good to know that we both have a sense of humour and can hold the optimism. When all else fails, throw your vegetarian caution to the wind, plop a marshmallow on a big 'ole stick and smile! It's the stuff that marriages are made of :)
We had time to discuss wedding plans briefly during the weekend. Well, really we don't have any yet - seeing that we've been engaged a whole 11 days now. But we did start talking about what we *might* like to do. I obtained a book that has rental information for buildings and restaurants in the bay area (and beyond) and decided to take a peek. I discovered that for a nominal $12,000 fee, we could get married at a posh winery up in the Los Gatos hills. Hee hee. Nope. Scratch that one.
While we were thinking of ways to manage finances, it occurred to us that we won't necessarily need to invest in a full-fledged pastor, rabbi, priest, etc. Seeing that the whole *legal* marriage thing is out of our hands at this point in time, we're simply trying to make lemonade out of the lemons... because really, what it means is that we have the freedom to be married by anyone we choose. Cool. Wen pointed out that really, a MONKEY could marry us and we would have the same legal protections as we would if we had a priest. That's sort of sad, but then again, who else do you know who gets to have a monkey at their ceremony?!:) Way cool. He'd probably have a tough time conducting the ceremony, but maybe we could rent one for the reception anyway.
We had time to discuss wedding plans briefly during the weekend. Well, really we don't have any yet - seeing that we've been engaged a whole 11 days now. But we did start talking about what we *might* like to do. I obtained a book that has rental information for buildings and restaurants in the bay area (and beyond) and decided to take a peek. I discovered that for a nominal $12,000 fee, we could get married at a posh winery up in the Los Gatos hills. Hee hee. Nope. Scratch that one.
While we were thinking of ways to manage finances, it occurred to us that we won't necessarily need to invest in a full-fledged pastor, rabbi, priest, etc. Seeing that the whole *legal* marriage thing is out of our hands at this point in time, we're simply trying to make lemonade out of the lemons... because really, what it means is that we have the freedom to be married by anyone we choose. Cool. Wen pointed out that really, a MONKEY could marry us and we would have the same legal protections as we would if we had a priest. That's sort of sad, but then again, who else do you know who gets to have a monkey at their ceremony?!
posted by Anonymous at 2:12 PM
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i think you need Rabbi Monkey.
also, glad you had a good weekend. :-D
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Actually you bring up a good point. Since gays/lesbians can't have the traditional "legal" marriage we do have the freedom to define marriage and commitment in a way that is unique and meaningful to us. We create the rules! I love it!
OMG!
I. MUST. HAVE. RABBI. MONKEY.
Here, monkey monkey, I've got some vegetarian matzoh ball soup for you! Yum!
Rabbi Monkey - love it. Actually according to jewish faith you don't need a rabbi to marry, just someone who is jewish, and I believe should have been bar/bat mitvah'ed. Rules me out of the game. In massachusetts anyone could apply for a license thingy and be able to marry a couple for a specified date. Used to be anyway. Lots of things are possible.
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