Hiya, kids, hiya! It's my wedding anniversary. My beloved had been married and divorced when I met her. As things got serious between us, she explained to me that having been married and divorced, she wasn't interested in doing it again. Searching my soul, I knew that I loved her, and we lived as a committed couple without vows, rings, or a marriage certificate. Years went by, and her daughter from her prior marriage began to drop hints, like answering my calls with, "Hi, this is your future step-daughter." My sweetheart's reaction revealed to the daughter her regret for telling me emphatically that she was done with marriage. The daughter never betrayed her mother's confidence, but I sensed the change, chose my time, and popped the question (yeah, I even went down on one knee). She said yes. We finally wed ~15 months later (we had to pay for the daughter's wedding first, then amass enough dough to host our shocked & delighted family & friends at our reception). Merry Mischief was not done with us, as we arrived at the reception still unwed. I asked the piano player to play the wedding march very loudly to get the attention of the gathered. I addressed them all, asking their pardon while we took care of something. We exchanged vows right then and there.