I proposed on a 3 week cross Canada vacation road trip.
We had been living together for three years, and were in our late 20's
She bought a nice business suit that could be used after the wedding event at noon the day she was back downtown at work after we came back from vacation.
We got married at City Hall, Saturday at noon, a weekend before Christmas.
My mom and dad had just come back from a fall time at their then place in Florida.
We hosted a brunch for about 30 at a restaurant nearby, right after.
Catered for our own wine on a contract case price with the restaurant from a wine agent.
With the right to bring any remaining stock home.
Servers were not going to let that happen until I fished out the contract I took in my pocket in case there were any mis-understandings.
Invited folks back to the house for a piece of the wedding cake, and tea and coffee, if they wanted to after the late brunch meal wrapped.
I baked a nice moist fruit cake and my wife did the marzipan and frosting to make our own wedding cake.
Guests had all left by 4pm.
We had a nap, got up, went to Pizza Hut to pick up, and came back and ate it in front of a hardwood fire in the fire place,.
Got a good nights sleep.
Next morning I made pancakes from scratch for breakfast.
By the time they were done, all I had to do was sign my name to the thank you cards.
Dear wife had written them while was busy at the skillet.
Cards went out in the mailing from her office on that Monday.
That was over 25 years ago now, and we are still together.
With enough separate interests to not drive each other crazy on a day to day basis.
