A few pieces of Creuset.
We actually need a new set of pots and pans in a big way. So perhaps we'll register for swanky pots and pans. And our microwave is getting quite old and inconsistent in its ability to cook a 12-course meal.
We had no clue about finding an officiant (our choices were a big gay leather daddy [seriously] and an acquaintance who responded to new of our engagement with "I'm ordained!"). I talked to my brother last night, and he said he'd get ordained online and marry us.
I cried. That will be perfect. Or 100% hilarious.
I have to call the place today where we're thinking of getting married, to see if we can look at it this weekend. It's a B&B that's 5 minutes from our house (which we did not pick on purpose) that was a stop on the Underground Railroad, which is kind of incredible: [link]
We're thinking September.
I'm freaking out because it's actually real. If we set a date, it's REAL.
I'm not good with change, not even fantastic change. But I'm operating under the assumption that, by the time it rolls around, I'll be on board.