Some reactions.

While traditionally, as I learnt from my grandparents, when eloping you would tell no one of your intentions, we had to. We had people down our throats everyday, asking "what are you doing about your wedding?" and "when are you getting married?!" and not letting them know would've been more trouble than it was worth, especially when we disappeared for four days.

Naturally, I told my parents. Though slightly disappointed (and with some intention to still try to travel the distance), they were otherwise supportive of our decision. I don't think anybody understood more how much hell we had gone through trying to build a wedding that worked for everybody.

My best friend laughed, having suggested the day before when I explained to her how bad things had really gotten that we elope.

His best friend was relieved.

My grandparents, however, yielded the greatest response of all and were actually the inspiration for the title of this blog.

My grandmother promptly laughed, not believing a word I said because of the way I informed her ("what are you doing about the wedding?" "well, we're eloping!" and when I told her I was serious and explained to her the plan (to be revealed later, I don't want any crashers at our wedding!) she nodded and said, "well if that's what you want to do".

Later that afternoon (yesterday, actually) when my grandfather returned home she, that is my grandmother, asked me to explain to him what our new plan was. I did, much in the same manner I did to her, and he laughed and said "no you're not". I was told to explain to him what I had told her, because to them elopement meant going down to the registry office and not telling anybody. Finally I understood all the laughter!

Then my grandmother asked if we wanted them to go with us. Old people.