Fred was tired of arguing with her, she insisted that she wanted to be married in the Burrow's back yard. Fred had always thought she wanted to be married in a church but he wasn't going to fight her.
She spent weeks drawing up lists on the pros and cons of each place until finally deciding on the Burrow.
Unfortunately this was only the first decision on a very long list that covered two rolls of parchment. At this rate they wouldn't be married for thirty years.
"What do you think…chairs or benches?"
Fred sighed; it was going to be a very long thirty years...