the comfy wedding

When Mr. Susan and I got married, we went to the Little Brown Church in Studio City, had about 10 guests, and a small reception in our backyard. The picture of us cutting our cake shows me in my pj bottoms and a tanktop, and Mr Susan in shorts and shirt. Basically, we’re pretty laid back.

Dianna & John, I gathered, were pretty laid back as well. His boutonniere was a succulent (chosen by Dianna); her bouquet was made of wildflowers; the ceremony was at the end of the jetty in the shadow of a lighthouse in Santa Cruz and the reception was a small dinner at a local restaurant. No bridesmaids; no first dance; no tossing the bouquet; not even a grand entrance.

Well done, Mr. & Mrs. Well done.

Here’s a quick peek of them performing the one tradition I usually insist on: my traditional “grrr, hell yeah! I just got married” ring shot, and they couldn’t even pull that off. But I kind of like their version better.

(By the way, potential brides out there, I’m still waiting for the PJ slumber party wedding; and believe me, I’ve got a discount to offer on that one!)