RTD: It’s wedding season. What a misnomer. It’s not a natural season, like Spring & Summer, or animal mating season, nor is it a hunting season (you can’t go shoot yourself a husband between the months of April, May and June–well you can, but not legally, marriage license or not). You can get married at other times of the year; it’s not illegal. Besides, in Florida, it’s already hot.
This week alone, I’ve been passed two marriage cards and asked to donate to two gifts. One card/gift is for someone I don’t know very well, but who seems nice. The other is for someone I don’t like much, Blondie. Blondie was engaged in January. She was supposed to be planning a wedding, date unannounced, but they decided to do it. She was married Monday. They got her a blender; I managed to say something nice on the card. I feel we all did our parts. (More on her in a later post)
I wonder in the midst of people sending out save the dates & invitations, making registries, choosing colors, etc. how many people are investing in the future of the relationship? Pre-marital counseling? Deciding to save some of the wedding day loot (almost said booty, but given the topic, I digressed :D) for the transitional period and beyond?
Also, as someone who has never and will never (yeah, I said never…what?!) “cohab” or “shack up” or whatever you like, I’d like to know what really changes after marriage for these couples. I have a theory, but it’s just conjecture, on how sometimes these couples are together 10 years and can’t stay married six months (a la one of my coworkers who likes to share). Is it because now there is undeniable commitment, no escape, if you will? Is it because of the “now that we’re married, I will no longer *blaze blah*” or “I will being to *yada yada yada*”? Do you find you disagree on issues of permanence (children, investing money/spending habits/money management) that you didn’t consider before?
I know you can’t think of everything before the wedding, but you have to remember there’s a whole life after. If you are a bridezilla, he should remember seeing that ugly side to you, because it will come out again; those tendencies are in you already, and stress of wedding planning is an excuse, just like some women use PMS as a “show their behind and not be held accountable” charge card. Unless it’s PMDD, you can either keep the ugly in check or explain yourself and try to rectify things. Same with bridezillas; we can all get a little snappy under stress, but you can’t pretend it didn’t happen, unless that’s just what you always do.
What I think is the perfect wedding date falls in this calendar year, the only time I’ll ever see it, and as sad as I am to pass up symbolism of any kind, as loathe as I am to see another (the BEST) perfect date see me still single (ish), my ultimate goal is to be married to the right man for the rest of my days. A few more snatched for myself to prepare to live up to my end of “and they lived happily ever after” should be appreciated. All old maid talk should be ignored. My eggs need not be counted and worried over (yet).
As I was leaving work today, a coworker mentioned how cute the picture of my boyfriend and I was (we took a picture at the company picnic). Then she asked the dreaded question: so when are you guys getting hitched? I have no idea. Well you guys have been dating for a while right? Almost two and a half years? Another coworker (from a previous post): And they don’t even live together either; it’s against their religion. Coworker 1: Ah, well, you’re still young.–Me: thinking Thank goodness for good genes. I can pimp this I’m young thing for another five, six years before anyone notices how old I should be by then and REALLY starts to wonder.
Oooh, for fun, I’ll put up the caricature we had drawn at the picnic!
Well, that’s it for randomness. Enjoy the weekend folks! God bless!