Foxy and I were married this Sunday in a small ceremony before family & friends. Yippie!
An observation: we hired a Justice of the Peace more or less at random from the phone book. The man couldn't have spent more than an hour with us total, including time on the phone. Yet the ceremony was more intimate and personal than many, many Witness ceremonies I've been to, where the elder performing it has known the couple for many years, sometimes all their lives.
Of course, our ceremony was actually about us getting married, and not a conversion sermon or "timely reminder" for those who attended. For one thing, we wrote and read our own vows, which went well and was pretty cool. Both of us mentioned our due-any-day-now daughter, who kicked throughout the ceremony. And the JP actually spoke for about 10 minutes or so, weaving a light discourse on marriage and love through the exchanging of the rings, reciting of vows, etc. (Nothing about "rendering the marriage due," ha ha! And nothing about woman being a helpmate to man. And nothing about Adam and freaking Eve!)
Anyway, Foxy kept her own last name. I didn't see any good reason for her to change it, and neither did she.
So that's my news ... will post baby pictures when the time comes.
Dedalus