I hope you weren't that excited to follow me on a journey through dieting self-discovery. Because that ended like SO 2 blogs ago.
I wish I had actually written 2 blogs since my diet rant cause then that would actually make sense.
But here I am... 4 fried oreos, a box of thin mint girl scout cookies, and quite a few "beverages" later.
A lot of good things have happened in the past few weeks though. Mainly I turned a quarter-century old and my main squeeze and I celebrated 3 dating years together.
I say dating because if I didn't, you might assume we were married. Seems lately that people are going back to the old-fashioned ways of meeting and marrying in a jiffy lube. My mom and dad got married 3 months after their first "hello". That went well (NOT... just in case you can't make out the sarcasm). A handful (more or less) of recent friends seem to be doing the same. I'm really rootin for you. Maybe they don't know the divorce rate is now at fitty percent? For the mathematically-challenged and those that don't understand ghetto lingo, that means either you or the person next to you will likely end in a divorce. Divorce is so not cool, so what's the harm in waiting to know for sure?
Ah forget it, I really have no room to talk cause I know when my day comes I'm so totally going to whip out the ol' "I knew from the moment I laid eyes on him". And if he had asked me in the first 3 months, I might have been blinded by infatuation and have actually said "yes" too. Just sayin.
It's only been a little over a week since the 3 year mark and apparently that also marks The Swarm of Marriage Questions. A week before, nothing. The day after, it was like BAM! questions here questions there questions EVERYWHERE. Oh and when we're being asked together, trust me, you'd like to be a fly on the wall because we both squirm.
But it's cuuuute.
Did you know we have 6 weddings to go to this year?! And that's just the first half of the year. Who knows who else is going to get engaged by the end of the year... another 6? I'm betting on it. Really its ok. I love me some weddings. But I think we're preparing ourselves for more of the same questions.
PS. I love you, main squeeze. I'll try not to blog too much about you. Although.. maybe there is stardom potential in this for you..?
5 comments:
Marriage? Marriage is *so* overrated. When are you going to make a baby?
ooh...that's a good answer. The next time someone asks you when you're going to get married, you should respond, "we're going to wait until after the baby's born. Weddings take a long time to plan and I don't want to be preggers in my wedding dress."
Let's practice:
So Kins, when are you and the Chadster gettin hitched? Hmm?
Ooh how you entertain me.
My question to you oh Goddess of Sarcasm is when are YOU going to make a baby???
The tables have turned.
Oh, I'll make a baby. As soon as you get married.
I'm pretty sure I just became the biggest fan of you and the Chadster *not* getting married.
I'll hold you to that.
*hitting the like button* on the blog entry and the comments above
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