I'm not sure when it was that I knew I was going to marry him.
I know that one day we were dancing and out only as friends.
I looked up and saw him dancing with another woman...
I couldn't stop crying. My friends all told me I was in love,
but I kept assuring them it was just simple neurosis.

One day a year later he called me on the phone
and left a message on my answering machine.
It was the dreaded "We have to talk" message.
I panicked... I went over with wet hair and no shoes.
I dripped on his doorstep and prepared for
The DUMPING.

He opened the door with a face mask on. I was thinking
"What kind of guy wears a face mask?!"
He was surprised, stepped back..paused
and started the "Things are moving too fast" speech...
I started to feel ill... and with his cracking face mask,
and a grin, he gave me my engagement ring.

We walked down the aisle to techno music, with "Moodswings"
playing in the background. We even rented a nightclub for our reception,
where Andy played trance and house music. Our friends loved it,
our families thought we were nuts, but it was 100% our day,
It was completely who we were.


The joys of marriage are the heaven on earth,              

Life's paradise, great princess, the soul's quiet,         

Sinews of concord, earthly immortality,                    

Eternity of pleasures.                                    

                                       John Ford (1586-1640)



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