Nina and I are getting handfasted. In August. For a year and a day. With a definite likelihood that in the following August, 2001, we will be going for the permanent version, with a civil ceremony to back it up.
I'm so incredibly pleasedwith this. I keep grinning, for no apparent reason, and I keep telling people, and grinning while they're saying "Congratulations", and then grinning more, and wanting to run up to people on the street, or even people I don't know in work and shout "We're getting HANDFASTED!"
Our parents took it without surprise. Same with friends. The first ceremony will be small, only a few people, but the one next year we're going to invite everyone.
I'm so not thinking in an Organised Fashion. Nina, if you're reading this, I love you, and I am so very happy to be being handfasted to you.
I'm so incredibly pleasedwith this. I keep grinning, for no apparent reason, and I keep telling people, and grinning while they're saying "Congratulations", and then grinning more, and wanting to run up to people on the street, or even people I don't know in work and shout "We're getting HANDFASTED!"
Our parents took it without surprise. Same with friends. The first ceremony will be small, only a few people, but the one next year we're going to invite everyone.
I'm so not thinking in an Organised Fashion. Nina, if you're reading this, I love you, and I am so very happy to be being handfasted to you.