I started digging through some paper only to find our marriage license, filled out by our officiant, but without witness signatures. Flipping it over indicated that this had to be returned within 10 days of the marriage. We’ve been married for a month and a half already! Oh wait. We’re not married. Well we’ve been something for a month and a half already!

We had our best man and maid of honor sign the sheet and we went to court this morning to see if we needed to get married again. I told Michelle that no matter what happened, I wasn’t going to remember two anniversaries.

As we pulled up to the the guard said, “Here to get a wedding license? I can tell by the smiles on your faces.” I quickly responded, “No, we’ve already been married for a month and a half. We’re miserable. We’re just here to submit paperwork to make it official.” He laughed as we went on our way to figure out our fate.

We stood in line behind multiple couples eagerly awaiting to get their licenses. I wondered if I should warn them about turning in their paperwork on time but figured they should experience the confusion themselves. As we waited Michelle said to me, “If we have to get another marriage license and get married, maybe I can keep my name this time? Woo! is getting really popular.” I shook my head no and told her, “We don’t have to get married if you don’t want.”

After all that, it was for nothing. It turns out while the marriage license says it’s good for 90 days and needs to be returned within 10 days of the marriage, the office will take the license up to a year after it’s issued. What a headache. They really need to change their paperwork, because I know we’re not the only ones who have been confused by this.

Looking back on all this, it really makes no difference. Married or not, I’m with Michelle. I told her, “We’re married no matter what anyone says. You’re my wife” She smiled at me as I added, “Now why don’t you go finish the dishes.”

Check out some of the photos from our wedding. All photos are by our awesome wedding photographer, Raya, unless otherwise noted.

Our first look. Michelle’s first words to me were, “I’m so glad you showed up.”

Guys I have known for way too long.

The gorgeous bride with her bridesmaids.

Being married under Hometree. Apologies to the bridesmaids and groomsmen on the ends. Fisheye lenses are not flattering there. On the up side, look how great Michelle and I look. Photo by David C. Lee.

Our wedding coordinators at Bash Eco Events put together Michelle’s image beautifully. People were calling it, “The Best 6 -Year-Old Birthday Party Ever.”

Photo byDavid C. Lee.

Sweet.

Yeah, we even brought in Coolhaus. Our friends, who don’t live in the LA area are still talking about the truck.

And of course there was dancing. A few wine bottles made it onto the dance floor, which meant even more fun.

So a big thanks to all the friends and family that were able to make this day so special. We had awesome vendors to make it all come together. I’m glad I can finally put the whole wedding behind me and just an old, married man.

This is my father-in-law’s hand. He had a good, unobstructed view.

So why so few pictures if there were so many cameras? We’ve been holding out on you. Something good is coming. We promise.

What’s supposed to feel different after getting married? I think if you expect to feel different you might have more to worry about. A wedding doesn’t change anything. You make the decision to spend the rest of your life with someone long before you go through any ceremony to make it “official.”

With the wedding all done it makes me laugh to think of all the planning and details we worked on, only to have our friends be impressed with the fact that both our fathers gave speeches in perfect English.

Here is the backdrop of our photo booth, ivy intertwined with pom poms and twirly whirlies.

There were plenty of fun props to play with for the photos.

It was also nice to have a non traditional photo booth, because you can cram more people into the frame.

Some people started getting amorous.

Most of the people just had a good time being silly.

Even some of our older friends and relatives got in on the fun.

This is super impressive timing to get all four of them in the air like this.

A fight did break out over people hogging the camera time.

Some people were naturals when it came to photos. It’s like art.

There was even a light saber battle or two that night.

Michelle’s family loved the photo booth.

Cheese! Is this thing working? There we go!

I’m high on life.

Making love to the camera.

Everyone enjoyed it until the very end of the night.

I was super happy about the way the photo booth turned out on my first try. I’d love to set this up for some other event some time. If anyone has an occasion, give me a holler. I’m much less expensive than those other guys and probably the best looking photo booth operator you’ll find out there. For now, please enjoy the some more of our photos on our wedding website.

“Everybody in the picture? Smile!” The joke’s on them. I’m the happiest person in the photo.

My Best Man is married. There was no disagreement to my statement. Wait a second…

I woke up early Saturday and fired of some emails and then went out to brunch with a friend. A prize to whoever guesses where we had brunch. This is bottle one of two. That means one for each of us.

Corned beef hash.

Machaca con Huevos.

After brunch I was supposed to run a bunch of errands, but a bottle of champagne will make you sleepy. So I spent the afternoon resting before the wedding I had to attend. If there were two things to remember from this wedding, these are those things.

People love desserts. Not me, but people.

Steven Spielberg was there…or was he?

Sunday was going to be the day that I relaxed, but because I had the champagne brunch fiasco, I still had errands to run. I ran all around town for a good part of the morning, stopping into lunch at Mitsuwa only to find out I only had two dollars in my wallet. Fortunately one of the places takes credit card. I still wish I had cash to get my Santouka Ramen. For dinner one of my friends graciously invited me and a couple other friends to use up some of his balance at Rolling Hills Country Club for dinner.

New York Steak. Risotto. Mac n’ Cheese. I could not finish this, and so I have an awesome lunch for tomorrow.

The salmon, which also looked pretty darn good.

Still the best surprise was after dinner. We decided to take a walk around the grounds to gain some breathing room. As we walked past the golf cart return one of the employees said there weren’t too many people on the course, so we could take the carts out and just drive around. How can you pass up an offer like that? It was like being in high school with our first cars all over again, exciting and new.

Remember when the first of your friends got a car, and everyone rode in it?

As more friends got their cars, you would get them together and pose with them. So proud.

Then you used your car to get dates, because what good is a car if it can’t get you some action?

This is the ultimate high school destination, Make Out Point. Unfortunately for us there was one girl and four guys, so it wasn’t where boys become men. It was just where things got awkward.

We started at Gyenari, where we got the tower of beer that screams, “Look at us. We are douchebags drinking beer!”

Afterward we decided to grab a couple of slices with some more beer at LaRocca’s Pizza.

With Korean and Italian cuisine represented already, we decided to hit up Tacos el Gallito and add Mexico to the mix.

Since Father’s Office is in between home and the taco truck, we decided to do it up right and stop there too.

Keep in mind this was all done before 9:30 PM. As I passed out in the middle of our furniture-less living room, I vowed never to eat or drink again…until the next time. Unfortunately for me, the next time was the next day.

I got to be a part of a special day for a very good friend of mine. Congrats, Tyson and Angie!

So like any good friend would do, I celebrated. A bread basket did catch on fire at my table, but that was a good two feet away from me. Couldn’t have been my fault.

I never knew I liked Taiwanese food so much until I went to Taiwan two years ago. Sue’s Kitchen in Torrance has saved me from multiple cravings. We always order the beef noodle soup here too, but we’re probably the only ones ordering in English.

Saturday was the first wedding of many this year. Although Michelle is the one that knows them from college, JP and Jenn are two of the nicest people I’ve met. I couldn’t be happier for them.

They also happen to be great dancers, both in the dance troop, Kaba Modern. JP was the troop leader.

We’re not next. There are five or so weddings in between.

Since guys don’t want to read about weddings, here’s some eye candy.

We asked the wait staff if the flower was edible. They said no, but the petal I tried tasted okay to me.

There was not meat choice give. It was chicken for everyone, because they wanted to have the open bar. They made the right choice.

Chocolate covered strawberries…and Scotch.

Michelle’s friend made these for the wedding. I don’t eat dessert and I loved it.

In typical wedding fashion with Michelle’s friends, dancing occurred, shirts were removed, and nipples were sighted. Good times!