I recently officiated my first wedding ceremony.
“I didn’t know that was in your wheelhouse,” a co-worker said to me.
“It’s not. So we’ll see how it goes.”
A couple friends asked me to do the honors since I was one of the few people in California who knew them well. Also, our state laws permit individuals to be recognized as officiants in a few simple steps. I asked if they were aware that I’d never done this before. They were, but they were confident that I’d do a good job.
I kept most of the ceremony a secret until the actual event. The couple pretty much gave me free rein to do what I wanted, as long as I added a few laughs. Well, if any of you have read my “Gone Fishing” short story, you’d know my sense of humor can be a little twisted. So when it came time for the exchange of vows, I slipped in some extra promises no one expected.
Out of context—and due to the personal nature of the jokes—they don’t translate well to this report. However, an unexpected bonus came when, before the computer-programming groom swore to troubleshoot all his bride’s technical issues, he promised to throw me into the marina first.
I could not have been more proud. When the groom threatens the officiant, I’d call that a successful wedding.
Oh, and did I mention I read the event from my Kindle?
As someone in the e-book business, I had two options:
- Unglamorously flip pages in a binder, or…
- Quickly code a Kindle edition and read from my sleek device.
I chose wisely.