Annnd Part 3:
2009 ain't over! hey-oh!
Ok, just kidding.
Please, folks, what is the big fucking rush? We didn't even spend a Wednesday together until we had dated for 9 months. We haven't lived in the same city for a year yet.
Look, I had been telling people that uh, it might be prudent to be employed before we start thinking about acting like adults.
But uh, now I have a job.
So here's the real truth.
I don't believe in marriage.
Just like Oprah.
Ok, that's not true.
The real real truth is that we just can't get married until we know that Josh can survive on his own. He's basically our child - we cook for him, we worry about him, we badger him about where he is going, how much he's drinking, who he is hanging out with - we even refer to him as our little guy. (Josh just asked that I make it clear he cooks and knows [allegedly] how to fend for himself. Then he started yelling, "I CAN! I CAN DO IT!")
So that's the story. Once we feel secure in letting Josh spread his little wings and fly, then we will be free to get married.

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