Houston, we have a marriage license.
Tonight we’re poring over bible verses and restaurants and flower options, and although I heartily believe that love is patient and love is kind, I refuse to have 1st Corinthians read during our ceremony. Just because. I think I’ve heard it at every wedding I’ve ever been to, including my own.
But I don’t believe I’ve actually heard Song of Solomon read at a wedding, even though it’s listed as a popular selection.
It was while we were shoulder to shoulder, looking up bible verses on the computer, beholding Song of Solomon that I realized we are completely, utterly, and perfectly matched.
Me: My hair is like a flock of goats!
Otto: Really? My hair is like A Flock of Seagulls.