By Kaitlin Marie
When one of my close friends asked me to be a part of her wedding last October, I was both thrilled and honored. I had only been a bridesmaid once before, and I was stoked to get the chance to do it again. So I was understandably shocked when the bride-to-be explained that she didn’t want me to be her bridesmaid.
She wanted me to be her MINISTER.
Now, I haven’t been to many weddings in my life, but I usually imagine the wedding officiant as some stuffy dude dressed in black, possibly reading out of a holy book. That’s not always the case, I know, but that’s the typical image that comes to my mind.
It was a little tough to envision myself taking the place of that stuffy man in black, but I told my friend I would be her minister, and I’m so glad I did!
I filled out some information online in order to become an “ordained” minister. It took all of five minutes to do, but it was indeed legal.
The wedding was last Friday and it was an exhilarating and amazing experience. I had the honor of taking part in the most important ceremony in my friends’ lives and celebrating with their friends and family members.
And I got to wear a microphone! Bitchin!
Here I am performing the ceremony, which was short and sweet and beautiful. It’s kind of amazing that I have the power to LEGALLY MARRY PEOPLE just by saying a few short words. It seems so official. And awesome.
A tiny part of me wants to run around and find super drunk couples at bars and marry them. I can be all “I-now-pronounce-you-man-and-wife! BOOM! Now you bitches have to get that shit annulled!”
I HAVE THE POWER!!!!
My CompliKAITed Life is a column by Kaitlin Marie running on Kate-book.com every other Wednesday at noon. You can read all about Kaitlin’s Zombie Apocalypse plans on her blog Zombies4breakfast.com. Oh, and follow her on Twitter here or on Pinterest here. She pins obsessively.