Math, Church, and other confusing things.

Sometime after the shock of having something shiny on my hand wore off, I realized that I actually had to plan a wedding.

Now I already belong to a church, but it's in Elkridge. And we live 45 minutes away. So now it's time to search for a church. Even though we're getting married in Punta Cana, it's still important to me that we say our vows in the church when we get back.

Anyone who's been married in a Catholic Church knows that you don't just walk in and sign up. It involves meetings with the Priest and marriage classes. The Priest has to approve your marriage, and the whole process can take months.

Jose thinks in numbers, so this is how the above looks in his mind:

Sunday + Football + Guys + Beer = Awesome

Sunday + Church + talking about feelings = FAIL

Football > Church

Of all the wedding related questions I interrogate Jose with, this is possibly his most hated. I find the easiest way to get a response from him is while wearing very little clothing, and holding food or beer. Preferably both. This also works well for "I want to go shopping" "We need new furniture" or "My friends 8 year old is spending the weekend with us".

But I don't want him to just go to Church and be miserable because I want to go, I want him to enjoy it. Or at least tolerate it.

Ultimately, I had to bring out the secret weapon- his friend. We're very lucky to have The Nudo's as our partners in crime. Jose and Erik talk about sports while Liz and I devise would domination schemes. We're usually the shortest and loudest people in any setting.

Erik's promise to Jose that the pre-cana classes are actually worth going to was just the push he needed to give it a chance. Boys always listen to their boys.

The issue of the Church has made me realize that now some of the things that "he does" and "I do" now have to be things that "we do". And we're both people who are used to doing pretty much whatever the hell we want.

Girl scout cookies for dinner? YES. Beer for breakfast? YES. Empty the dishwasher? Fold clothes? Buy groceries? NEVER!

Definitely something we'll need to work out in class.