I already did mine almost three years ago. I married in October 2005, just over a year and half when Quebec allowed gay marriage and a few months after Canada allowed it nationwide.
I married at a city courthouse at the Old Port in Montreal. The room was nice, roomy, and full of chairs. A very kind judge of peace presided the whole ceremony and it was done in French. We weren't dressed too formally. I wore sneakers, khaki pants, sky-blue-white striped shirt from the Gap, and a dark-blue cover shirt. Same for my husband, but he wore dark-green. We exchanged rings, kisses, and hugs. My husband gave me a wonderful statement that made some people cry. We only invited several friends and cousins of my husband. No one I knew came. I wanted my best friend to come, but he couldn't make it because of the cost of getting to Montreal.
Yes, we didn't invite our family. Not even our parents. For a very obvious reason.
After that, we walked around in the Old Port. And then to an Irish pub in downtown for an after-wedding party with beer and dinners.
It was very informal and OUT of traditions.
We'll do it better in the future once we finally live with each other. It's weird to be married and separated.
We'll just have an affirmation of vows ceremony somewhere out in the countryside. I would still like it to be in fall surrounded by tree colors. We'll invite our families this time and make it more glamorous since our families now know we're married. Of course, again...the ceremony will be still devoided of traditions.