Words are inadequate

Just recently read a Cat Valente story with the following concept in: It's important to marry someone, she said. Not because you need them to complete you or because you ought to be someone's wife by hook or by crook. It's just that worlds want to combine, they want to marry, and they use people to do it, the way you mix medicine in with something sweet, so it's easy to swallow. That's why we have to have all those silly things: a frilly dress and something blue and a bachelor party and a priest. Just so that a boy and a girl can live together and make babies? Posh. Because the big worlds inside us are mating, and they need the pomp.

Of course, we chopped everything down to the smallest possible, and had about 5 minutes of ceremony with somewhere between 30 & 40 people (we had a bunch of no-shows at the last minute), and then food & cake. If grauwulf hadn't wanted his grandparents to be there, we would have seriously considered not making a big thing of it at all, although my objection was more to the planning part.

Also, I feel for your friends-- we had a 90 degree day at the end of April, which was really a bit much.