Monday, May 19, 2008
( 7:45 PM ) teahouse
The Husband and I received our Certificate of Marriage in the mail last week, from the City Clerk's office.
Everything looked fine, except for one kind of major error.
In the space for the name of the marriage officiant, the Certificate states that we were married by one Mr. William Wallace.
So I guess he wasn't captured and tortured after all. In fact, he has survived to this day, and apparently is an official marriage officiant registered with the State of New York.
I really wanted to leave it as is, so we could tell everyone for the rest of our lives that we were married by Braveheart.
But in the end, practical legalities won out, and we had to go and get it corrected.
Still, intending no offense to the very nice priest who married us, I like to think of what could have been.
We could have had the paparazzi at our wedding...#