Playful wedding vows for a spouse at a vineyard wedding

Remember when we got hopelessly lost in these vines during the walkthrough, and you insisted you 'had a system'? We found the gift shop forty-five minutes later. I knew then I'd follow your confident wrong turns anywhere.

So I promise to let you navigate, even when you're sure we should go left and every sign says right. I promise to bring snacks for the detours, because there will be detours.

I promise to be your designated decision-maker on nights you can't choose a wine, and to never let you live down the great 2019 cork incident.

I promise to dance badly with you in kitchens, laugh at your terrible puns on purpose, and keep choosing this particular wrong turn — you — for the rest of my life.

Here's to getting lost together, on purpose, forever.

That day in the vines, I absolutely had a system — it just happened to route us past every grapevine except the one we needed. But you never once complained, you just grabbed my hand and called it an adventure.

So I promise to keep leading us confidently in possibly-wrong directions, and to trust you to course-correct us back, usually right before disaster.

I promise to replace the wine you inevitably spill, defend your honor in all future cork-related disputes, and never once say 'I told you so' — out loud, anyway.

I promise to be the reason we're always ten minutes late and the reason it's always worth it, to choose your laugh over my pride, every single day.

Here's to getting lost together, on purpose, forever.