When my wife and I got married, we got married at the court house. We originally planned a reception and catering and crap, but when we realized nobody gave a shit and nobody was comming, we just did the courthouse thing. My brother and father wouldn't even show up. It was just us two and the judge. My wife still had her wedding dress and veil and I had my thingie on. We must have looked like idiots traipsing through the courthouse dressed like that, but oh well.
"Better a dry crust of bread in peace and quiet than a house full of feasting in strife" - Proverbs 17:1. All's well that ends well.