Will We Be Spanked??

Going back in time a little bit, here is a shot of our wedding. I have, until this point, kept this photo to myself, because it's just so completely embarassing. But what's the fun in that - it's that same glutton for punishment in me that always tells my friend Thomas the most embarassing details of my life, knowing that he will harass me until the end of my days by reminding me of them (sometimes in the presence of others).

The story is, we decided to get married in Denmark, because the bureaucracy in Germany and the US was too much for us to handle. The guy working in the marriage office in Hamburg suggested going to Denmark. Sure enough, when we googled "marry denmark" we found marriage agents galore. In March, we went to a little town near the western coast of Denmark called Ribe, the oldest town in Denmark, actually, and had our ceremony in the old city hall, which dates from 1496.

The woman doing the ceremony was standing on a podium, which is why we are looking up. I can't decide if we look more like baby birds waiting for worms or little school kids in the principal's office. What do you think?