On Monday we skedaddled down to the admin building downtown to secure our marriage license. It has a 72 hour hold on it, so we needed to make sure we got it well in advance of our wedding day.
I expected this to be one thing on a list of pre-wedding errands. I did not expect to be overcome with the goofiest, happiest, giddiest feeling walking into a building where I’ve also been to switch my car’s title and take care of several other mundane tasks.
I wanted to tell everyone that WE WERE GETTING MARRIED. Even the lady who was giving us our, uh, marriage license. Kamel and I kept high five-ing. Again and again and again. We were total excited goobers.
When they told us to raise our right hands and swear to the validity of all things written, I wanted to SQUEEL. How cool is that? We totally took an OATH. Like on TV!
Nerd Lauren has completely taken over and unfortunately (for the world… and maybe you), there will no longer be any “playing it cool,” because there may be a freaking hurricane of happy dances, the cabbage patch, and excitedly running in place to come.