William and Christina get married!

William...well actually...Bill, Billy or B.K. (he's really only 'William' when he's getting a talking to for doing something wrong) and I got married! Finally....we've been together for five years.
Please enjoy some wedding pics.

Jen Bailey - Maid of Honor...and me. Apparently we're sniffing the boquets. Ha!



That's the back of the dress. It's got racing stripes.



That's my grandpa walking me down the asile (to "Hard Times Come Again No More." Bill and I are real nerds.) All the bridesmaids told me to bring a tissue in the event I started bawling. The thing is, I knew laughing hysterically would be more likely.



Yeah, Bill, he's grinning too.

Our first kiss...
Awww!
We played the whole "you may kiss the groom" joke for the easily entertained audience. Honestly, while I'm not a real sentimental person, this is the happiest moment of my life. I married the biggest crush I've ever had. You should be so lucky.

The ladies with boquets...goregous photo.



Here's a wide angle of the inside of Lafayette Avenue Presbyterian Church. This is great place, it was built in 1860 as a "temple of abolition." The first pastor, Theodore Cuyler was the founder of the National Temperance Society. Apparently (according to the pastor), Abe sent his kid, Robert Todd up here to break the ground for the what is now the modern church. (I guess Abe used to use his boy for P.R. appearances. Someone correct me if that is wrong.) Early drafts of the emancipation proclamation were worked on in the library here. The current pastor is Rev. David Dyson, a former ACTWU staffer and decorated social justice warrior.



Mr. and Mrs. William E. Towne...



Adios amigos!

Wow...I'm married. That's so cool...


A nice portrait of Bill and I outside the church...


Look we're smooching!


There's the bridal party in all their glory...except for the best man, Mike Donovan. This is no more than 10 minutes after the ceremony and he's already at the bar. Geesh...

Oh yeah...here comes the happy couple, complete with cold Stella Artois.

Our first dance...awwwwww....
We ended up using Raul Malo's version of "Beautiful Dreamer" by Stephen Foster. You have to understand, Bill and I find this wildly funny. We're having a decent discussion about how nuts we are and how we may have inadvertently had a Civil War theme wedding. Apparently the war ruined the market for American popular music, and poor Stephen wrote this song in 1864 shortly before he fell out of his bed, cut his head open and died with 38 cents in his pocket. Tres romantique! But its a great tune..."list while I woo thee with soft melody." I mean, come on...that's classic!











Oh goodness...that's so adorable. How could you not just melt?

This is such a fantastic portrait of Bill and his eight brothers and sisters. He's the oldest and least responsible of the group. My new in-laws...they are awesome...all of them.

Whatever, someone started the stupid conga line garbage. I think was "tipsy" enough to actually find it funny though. LOOK! I have a beer. I think Bill is dancing with the valet out front at this point.

Bill and I are having some type of really deep conversation. In the foreground is Kathy and Cackle Jr. (Bill's brother Danny's son and his wife). They are proud Team Belmont members. Proof that you can dress up Team Belmont, but you can't take them out.