As of tomorrow, The Fiancé© will no longer be.
She will morph into The Spouse®.
Yes, we are getting married tomorrow in a civil ceremony. No clergy, no “god” stuff, no religious trappings or adornments. The judge will have us sign the marriage license, allow the witnesses to witness and sign, and we will find a courtroom somewhere in the building to do the ceremony.
We will have a number of close friends with us, including Realty Lady (who is going to sing for us), Chocolate Lady (one of our favorite folk for obvious reasons!), some family from Detroit, and of course the Four Horsemen as well.
Why get married? Legal reasons, of course, but we do love each other so much, and we want to spend the rest of our lives together, and I want to be able to easily provide for her and the Horsemen in the unlikely event that space aliens from Megaraxosus choose the Twin Cities as their prelude to the annihilation of the human race.
(Seriously, we both feel a little guilty that we (a heterosexual couple) can marry when so many of our gay friends cannot. The state of Minnesota does not allow same-sex couples to marry, and that sucks granite boulders through glass pippettes.) However, The Spouse® and I both work toward allowing all consenting adults to get married.)
We will have a blow-out reception later this summer when we can get a few hundred of our best friends together more easily.