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I know you are, but what am I?

I know that majority of my posts are rants - but that's who I am and I ask you not to judge me.  Today's rant is for engaged people everywhere.  I have lots of married friends and several engaged friends and about 90% of them have all comitted this crime - the crime of assuming that because they are engaged and happy that I must follow suit. I love to celebrate an engagement/wedding; it's an exciting time and deserves rejoicing but doesn't need to be used as a tool to discuss with me my current state of bliss (which is usually quite high).  I was talking with The Pirate the other day about this very topic. We both have engaged people in our lives who are now suddenly wanting to know who we are dating, who we like, what are we doing to "find our eternal best friend", etc.  I'm very happy for these friends, but I'm not quite sure why the mantle of happiness spreader comes to them. Is there a sense of obligation that an engaged person feels to help others?  Is happiness spreader a real term?

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kristin said…
any term is a real term if it has a discernible meaning.
August 12, 2009 at 8:48 AM
Charity said…
Love, love, love you!
August 12, 2009 at 11:26 AM
Kacey and Joe said…
Oh great, is this me? I don't think I've ever asked when you're getting married, have I? Great, I feel so awkward....
August 12, 2009 at 2:57 PM
Haley said…
Funny this, because recently I've had more friends APPLAUD me for being married than asking me to explain myself.

Which, in and of itself, is a large reason why I'm very careful about the whole thing.
August 12, 2009 at 5:34 PM
David and Julie said…
I find that the same thing happens when my friends are pregnant. They keep asking when David and I are going to start our family. I finally told them we weren't able to have kids and that shut them up fast. Sorry about your frustration. I love ya!
August 14, 2009 at 6:30 AM
Kacey and Joe said…
Oh I know, it was Nicole, and probably CR. It could never be me. I'm too totally awesome for that.
August 14, 2009 at 12:38 PM
Mick and Tiff said…
So when are you getting married? Have you found that eternal companion yet? ha ha ha
August 17, 2009 at 8:51 AM
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