So it looks like maybe a June wedding? We’ll probably do the actual marriage up in Vermont with Zach’s family (in large part so we can minimize his mother’s disappointment that she won’t be coming to the reception-ish part) and his friend-who-would-have-been-his-best-man(woman?). And then we’ll come back home to Mass and have a few friends (like a very few, a very small group) for a dinner/costume party thing. Because I like costume parties. And Zach is thinking maybe we should write vows and do them at the party (which never occurred to me, but I really like the idea. It feels sweet and I’ll probably cry.) and I’m thinking we should find a local bakery and get a real cake to have at the dinner thing.
So it’ll be a wedding but not a wedding because it’s mostly a reception, and I’m actually truly looking forward to it because I still have a part of me that is invested in “officially” building our lives together. I’m invested in some form of formal declaration, even (especially?) if it’s not exactly the standard kind.