That's why they skipped the formalities.
Day 1: Get engaged talk to parents
Day 2: Get license, get married, and boink like there was no tomorrow.
Day 4: (What? I told you there was no tomorrow on day 2.)
Actually we got
married and sealed in DC, which, IIRC, required a Maryland marraige license, and they require a long waiting period and blood tests and everything, so it was a little more lengthy than that. We got engaged next to the river on a log bench with a plaque that read, "Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it" (Song of Solomon 8:7) in the snow and ice of a cold January winter. We sat down and talked playfully, and I pulled her hat over her eyes. When she pulled it back up, I was on my knees with the ring box open.
She took the ring box, turned it this way and that, and, finally peering into the lid, said, "Oh! There's a light in there!" Apparently she was more interested in why the diamond was so dazzling than the actual diamond or ring itself, since it wasn't a particularly sunny day. It was a simple band, and we later went to the jeweler to get an engagement and wedding ring set and have the diamond placed in it.
The light in the ring box is a source of continual amusement for us though.
Her brother was getting married that spring in May, and it was the only time she would be able to count on her entire family being there that year, so we asked them if they'd mind us doing a double wedding. He said we'd have to ask his fiance. She said it was ok, as long as they were done first.
So we were married in May with them at their arranged location. Mormon sealings and weddings are pretty simple, small affairs, and we had separate receptions back in Michigan - we had our reception after the honeymoon, which was in the mountains of Virginia.
13 years later she still puts up with me.