Serious. When Larry and I were planning our wedding, we were thinking small and casual, maybe out on the dock in Alexandria where we had our first date. Then it started taking on a life of its own. He made the mistake of letting me watch his and Marcia's wedding video and I was struck by how stressed she looked, running around making sure everyone was happy. Then I thought about having to wrangle the kids, and my folks, and "well, you have to invite so and so", and Larry's crappy aunt who lived to be an insulting bitch to me....
So we decided to run off to Jamaica. Nobody was invited. Our attendants were the events coordinator and a bartender. It was lovely.
Then we had a family gathering later at the house, with grilled chicken/burgers and potato salad. (Crappy aunt boycotted, which was what I was hoping for)