Remember when Matthew and I walked from our house to the place you get married in in Oakland? And then we waited and waited? Such a great day so far and it only got better. After being called to go to the Wedding Room we all piled into an elevator and went to the second floor. There is a little waiting room and office outside of the Wedding Room where we waited for the couple ahead of us to hurry it up and kiss already. They were an elderly lesbian couple who's only witness was a relative who wore a very large cross around his neck. Interesting. The stories we all have to tell about how we got to the Wedding Room.

We waited there for a good while.

Nice lady.

Nice lady.

The office looked like a middle school office.

The office looked like a middle school office.

I called Zane. He didn't answer.

I called Zane. He didn't answer.

Many people thought that Matthew and Kevin were getting married, which, to be honest, would kind of be awesome too.

Many people thought that Matthew and Kevin were getting married, which, to be honest, would kind of be awesome too.

Kevin took lots of backlit Matthew shots as we waited for god knows what. So much waiting.

Kevin took lots of backlit Matthew shots as we waited for god knows what. So much waiting.

Finally, it was time. Kevin and Michelle sat, Finley-Ray tried to sit, and Jessica took photos. We had written vows but the clerk had stuff to say too. I don't remember it except to say that it was lovely, not canned, meaningful, and sweet. 

Oh right, this is where I explain how god-awful ugly the room was. We loved it. It was so absurdly ugly, how could we not? Really look at it, take it all in. Amazing, no? We even have an electrical outlet on the floor between our feet.

We had written our vows separately and had successfully kept them from each other. I volunteered to go first because I couldn't wait to say mine. I talked about a lot of things including always drinking morning coffee and evening cocktails with him. No one who knows us was surprised to hear that Matthew had the same sentiment in his vows. I gave a little fist pump and under my breath whispered, "Yeeeeeeees."

During Matthew's vows we both started crying. Truth be told, he cried a more than me, which is why I married him of course. We had both done a fair amount of preparatory emotional work in order to be super present and open during this day, not wanting to black out or not let it in like it deserved. I was all melty when I saw how raw and open Matthew was saying his words to me. Aw. Sigh. Gosh. Love.

Then the snot started dripping down our faces and not in a cute subtle way but in a "Hold the phone, I need a tissue immediately" way. Kevin and his handkerchief came to the rescue and we could resume after a good laugh. We exchanged rings (brass and from Etsy) and the clerk declared that by the power vested in her by the county of Alameda and the state of California we were married!

Snot.

Snot.

Rings.

Rings.

Husband and wife.

Husband and wife.

Kissing.

Kissing.

More kissing.

More kissing.

Sharing the arbor because it's so awesome.

Sharing the arbor because it's so awesome.

I'll tell you about after the ceremony next time!

Photos by Jessica and Kevin.

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AuthorSarah Reid