Last week, Paul and I quietly got married, then I flew to Texas (and had a completely different type of fabulous time, which I’ll write about soon), and now I’m back in Chicago for a few days.
We very intentionally did not make a big deal of the ceremony; it was just for us. In our eyes, commitment has nothing to do with institutional acknowledgement, and personally I deplore the fact that because we are a heterosexual couple, we now have advantages others are denied. But we had a fine, fun, relaxed and private day: exactly what we wanted.
Where we spent part of our day.