My ex-husband is still one of my best friends. He’s intelligent, witty, good-looking and a great artist. I knew he was bisexual when we met and dated, it was no big deal because so am I. That’s not the reason we got divorced, although I know some people think it is. We just grew apart, as happens when people get married too young.

Our marriage occurred in August of 2000 - the wedding was one headache after another. At first we wanted a wedding, but then The Dad offered us $500 to elope. So we decided to go to a courthouse. Then, out of nowhere, I decided I wanted a “real” wedding again. Because my ex-husband didn’t care one way or the other, he was okay with that.

We then proceeded to throw a wedding togetherin under three months. See, I was still in college, and I wanted to get married before my last semester started, because I didn’t want to deal with both things at once. It was actually a very pretty wedding, and relatively cheap.

It was cheap because we were doing things at the last minute. That meant we had to work around other peoples’ schedules. Because of this, we were offered discounts for doing things like using white roses instead of lilies, or buying both cakes at the same place.