My sister's wedding went off well on Saturday. His family flew over from Colorado, and a lot of our family and friends showed up. Bree was married under the tree that the first Torkington in New Zealand camped under when he first arrived, and I used that fact in the ceremony. Yes, I was the "celebrant", the faux-minister (I prefer the term "defrocked") who lead them through the exchange and the vows and the kissing and the hey hey hey.
And then afterward, the photographer asked whether I was interested in doing more weddings. Apparently there's a shortage of male celebrants around, particularly ones who can do a humorous ceremony. I'd made the ceremony lighthearted at Bree's request ("so by the power vested in me by a healthy disrespect for organized religion, I pronounce you husband and wife") and it seems she's not the only one who doesn't want a big long serious staid wedding.
So, my new career would appear to be underway. Father Torkington is in da house and open for business ...
--Nat
As a licensed minister (who doesn't believe in God, I might add), I've had the pleasure of performing two weddings. At the first one, I presided over wedding of my best friend on my birthday, which was pretty cool. I also wrangled a date out of it, though to this day I'm not quite certain how that happened.
The second wedding, I kid you not, was a BYOB (Bring Your Own Beer) wedding. It was a costume wedding held right before Halloween and afterwards I was standing on the porch chatting with a friend when an angel with bent wings and a cigarette dangling from her lips stormed out of the house cussing up a storm. Though I am by no means a religious man, I felt I should play the part and I asked why she was so upset on such a happy day.
"Because my sister married an blankety blank blank" (yes, I'm paraphrasing to protect the kiddie's ears.)
In any event, congratulations on performing a wedding and all the best to your sister.
Wow! You led them through the "hey hey hey"?
Las Vegas weddings seem rather tame, by comparison.
Btw, what's it like being defrocked? Does it hurt?
Just read your entry to my wife. She wants to know if you were really naked when you performed the ceremony.
--David
Re:Defrocked
gnat on 2003-02-24T04:14:42
I like your wife's imagination. Fortunately for all concerned, I was clothed. I was, however, not wearing a frock.She wants to know if you were really naked when you performed the ceremony.--Nat
