I ask my wife to marry me everyday. Or sometimes I thank her for marrying me. Every single day, I make sure that my wife knows that I love being married to her. It has been almost ten years since our first date, we've been married for over six years and I plan to let her know every day for the rest of my life that I want her to be my wife.
Neither of us were thrilled about paying another year of separate rent (D.C. can be expensive), plus, why wait? We knew we wanted to get married anyway and we had already gone through premarital counseling. So just like that we picked a day in the next three or four months that we could fit into our work schedule and got planning.
A few years ago, when Diana Rissetto went with her friend to the supposed wedding-band-mecca, New York's Tiffany's and Co., to help him pick out perfect engagement rings, the woman at the counter could just not comprehend that they were looking for two men's engagement rings. No N.Y.C. Tiffany's clerk would make that mistake today.