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The Marriage License

Even getting a marriage license is an adventure for us. We chose Anna's birthday as the day we would go to the courthouse. I arrived the night before 2:30 AM and was naturally tired. We got up early and decided to have coffee out back. Little did I know that I locked us out of the house. We panicked because the house was locked tighter than Fort Knox, and Nick slept with the fan on the second floor. We were out of options other than breaking down the door or a window.

Anna went to her parent's house because our phones were in the house. She walked down the street looking like well, to be nice not her best. I cracked up watching her leave. I decided to rest out back on the outdoor couch and briefly fell asleep. I woke up in a startled manner thinking, "I can wake Nick up." I went in the garage and found a long telescoping pole attached to a basket hanger. I went over to his window and started to wake him up.

Meanwhile, as I was whacking the window, little did I know the Stagliano family was coming to the rescue like a SWAT team. I woke Nick up and went to meet him in the front only to be greeted by everyone.

But wait, it gets better. We hurry and shower to get to the courthouse on time. We are just about there and I noticed I forgot my paperwork. Guess who else forget her paperwork? Yep, so we had to drive back and sure enough we were an hour late. Nervous we were going to be turned away, we arrived and the lady at the front desk said, "How can I help you...." and I said, "Forgivness..." and she said, "Oh, you must be our 11 o'clock. 

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