A Very Good Place to Start

So what do you do when two crazypants kids think it might be a good idea to get married?

I suppose I'm using the term "kids" loosely here - Josh The Fiance and I were both born more than two decades ago, for example. We're both old enough to have graduated from high school. Heck, as of this writing I am but five bitter months away from receiving my BA in Linguistics. (Yeah, I know how to pick degrees worth money.) Of course, I am a cradlerobber, and harvested Josh when he was still but a wee babe in swaddling clothes, cackling all the while. He and I are the same age for exactly ten days every year. SHOCKING.

But we are young, and we know it. Which is why this is going to be A Very Long Engagement Audrey Tautou not included. Partially because I'd like to be a little older when we tie the knot. Partially because we just don't have the cash to throw around at the moment, and need time to save up. Partially because I want to milk Dad's insurance policy for as long as possible we want to really have the time to enjoy our engagement and not spend the whole darn thing panicking about !!!the wedding!!!! I like to take things slow. I'm just that kind of girl.

But part of the reason I'm glad we're not getting married for a while (as in summer 2011, haha) is that it gives us a long ol' time to just enjoy looking at a bunch of wedding crap and taking our sweet time deciding what we want. Which we are taking full, FULL advantage of. Y'see, I have this problem... it's called Not Giving A Crap About Stuff Brides Are Supposed To Give A Crap About. Flowers? I like dandelions. Food? WE CAN FEED EVERYONE PIZZA JOSH, WOULDN'T THAT BE AWESOME. Processional music? I announced recently that I intended to walk down the aisle to Fat Bottomed Girls by Queen.

I'm sure by now every semi-traditional female in my life is busying her time with hand-wringing and flinching whenever she thinks of the horrible catastrophe that my wedding is sure to become. I'm really sorry, guys. There's a lot of reasons this won't be the fancypants traditional white wedding that you see in Martha Stewart Wedding. Someday I will write those down, and you will know them.

But the gist of it is: Josh and I love each other. A lot. I'm not going to smash your faces into how great this person is, but he is really amazing. I've decided that if he's not an avatar of Vishnu than he's doing a great job of faking it. We want to get married, and we want to share that with our families and friends and all of the people who are most important to us. We don't care about cake. (This is a lie: we care a lot about cake.) We don't care about flowers. We care mostly about having a big family reunion where everyone we love gets together and talks and hangs out and has a good time and we get to eat as much cake as we want.

Also I look forward to the presents.