“You, me and a couple of witnesses at City Hall.”
That was the initial idea. It was to be on the afternoon that The Partner and I were to fly down to Los Angeles for a Mexican cruise. It would be Friday October 18, 2009. The whole thing was to take only about twenty minutes and the cost? Well the cost would be minimal – about as much as a nice dinner in Toronto: $130 for the license and $187.00 plus $9.35 for the city hall ceremony (which includes the Marriage Officiant, Chamber and music). It would be so simple.
Then it got bigger.
I don’t remember how it started but grow it did and it just kept right on growing until we finally had to put the breaks on it. I don’t think it matters if you’re gay or straight; as any blushing bride will tell you, weddings can quickly get out of hand.
And it all started with lunch.
We thought that if we wanted to take our few witnesses out for a celebratory lunch after the wedding it would be difficult to do the wedding on the same day we plan to fly south. So we decided to move the date. We considered making it a day earlier, the Thursday…. and then the Wednesday. So our wedding date moved around the calendar, but it was when we decided to get married on a traditional Saturday that everything began to balloon.
We had first chosen the Saturday before we left for the cruise. October 10, 2009 was the new date. It even looked nice written down.
“Isn’t that Thanksgiving?’ the Partner asked.
“Shit,” I said.
Canadian Thanksgiving is the second Monday in October. We certainly couldn’t ask people to come to a wedding on a holiday weekend. And we moved the date yet again. We had run out of all but one Saturday in October.
And that’s how our wedding date chose us.
One of our original witnesses was nice enough to offer her house in the Beaches for our ceremony and we were off and running. We had a date and a place.
Now we just needed everything else…
74 days and counting.
Jeffrey, The Gay Groom