Spaceballs The Guild.
I bugged the hell out of you. You threatened to maim me with a grapefruit spoon on more than one occasion.
With time, we became friends. I was married, you were married. We did a couples mini-golf date that was an absolute disaster. I met you & your husband at an IHOP in San Diego, and gave him a 'Buttface' towel for his birthday.
Our marriages fell apart. We talked, vented to each other, gave each other comforting and consoling words to help get through the hard times.
Our friendship endured. It eventually became more.
Friends became lovers, and lovers became best friends. We forged the perfect partnership.
We have been living together for over 4 years now. Gone through good times and bad. Economic downturns, horrible moving trips. Bad jobs, and lots of memories...
I love that we're still geeks at heart. We play video games together, watch nerdy shows, have our inside jokes, yet are still functioning, responsible adults.
You have accepted my boys into your heart, and they have done the same. They now have a new step-dad, and today you get promoted to 'step-mom.'
Today, I marry my friend. My lover. My rock. My guild-mate. Mine mine mine.