Oh my goodness, writing that sentence right there made my heart beat faster. It really did!
Getting a marriage license only costs $35. Who knew getting married was so cheap? ;)
The nice clerk-lady took down our biographical information, for "genealogical records." I thought about people doing family history work, and I imagined our great-great-grandchildren looking us up someday. They would find out that Frank is an attorney and I'm an editor, that I'm Hispanic, and that we were both 23 at the time of our marriage. I wonder what they'll think about all that.
We came out and Frank started singing his favorite song since we got engaged... "I'm gettin' married in the mornin'" from My Fair Lady. That made us both laugh.
Wednesday evening, my mom and I spent almost two hours at Kinko's making photocopies of pictures of Frank and me growing up.
We were planning to create these for the wedding centerpieces:
Last night they all came over to my parents' for dinner. They played with Angela and Joseph, laughed at my dad's jokes, and generally made a fabulous impression on my family. Tonight they are driving to Milwaukee with Frank for a Brewers' game, and tomorrow they're all going to a White Sox game for Frank's bachelor party.
That man sure loves baseball, and his friends planned accordingly.
Mum bought red cardstock this week, and last night, after the guys left, she and I stayed up past midnight making the centerpiece numbers. They look awesome, if I do say so myself. Frank was just about the cutest baby of all time and I love looking at those pictures of him.
What to know something ridiculous? I started this blog post 6 days ago. Life has been so insane lately that it took me until right now to finish it.
Four days until the wedding!