Skip to main content

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?

Comments

kristin said…
any term is a real term if it has a discernible meaning.
Charity said…
Love, love, love you!
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....
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.
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!
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.
Mick and Tiff said…
So when are you getting married? Have you found that eternal companion yet? ha ha ha

Popular posts from this blog

A West Side Story

Operator : West Valley Police Dispatch. How can I help you? Me : Yeah... I found a suspicious package on my driveway this morning. It's a clear bag full of money and some sort of mixture that looks like sand and salt. Operator : Can you tell what it is? Me: No, but I thought it might be drugs so I called. I can clearly see a $100 bill. Operator: Ok. I'll send some officers out there soon. Me: Should I move the bag away - in case the person comes back for it? Operator: No, don't touch it till they get there and see what it is. So I patiently wait and because I'm certain that the person who dropped this will be back, I wait outside and stand right over the package. Ten minutes later a cop car pulls up. Officer 1 : Hello Miss. So, you have a suspicious package huh? Me: Yes, it's right here. I'm not sure what it is, but I haven't touched it. Officer 2: You found it this morning? Me: Yes, as I was taking the garbage out. I checked with my...

Who's the Boss?

I believe that each of us are with our specific parents for a reason - that Heavenly Father placed us with those parents who could best help us, compliment us, assist us and love us.  I feel very fortunate to be with the family I have, especially my dad. My dad has always been and always will be the the role model and example of a worthy Priesthood holder, a supportive husband and a loving father that I look up to and will compare my future companion to.  I have a lot of great memories of my dad; but one of my favorites is Saturday mornings as a kid. My siblings and I all have a love for good cartoons and back in the day Bugs Bunny and friends ran Saturday mornings in our house. We would get up early and head down to watch our cartoons - soon my dad was close behind helping us pour bowls of cereal and sitting down and watching cartoons with us.  To this day my dad will sit down with the grandkids and watch an episode of Bugs Bunny or any other Looney Toons video. I have...

My insignificant 6

6 Insignificant Things About Me Well Stacy tagged me, so here are 6 insignificant things about me that some of you didn’t know about till now 1. I hate the site of chewed gum! You know how people put their gum on their plate while they eat dinner? Well the site of that makes me want to gag. I’d rather buy that person a whole pack of gum then look at it on their plate. 2. I have broken my left arm twice –two summers in a row and at the same person’s house. 3.I can’t pee if anyone is within a ten foot radius of me. So no groups of girls going to bathroom together and I need to be in public restrooms completely alone or else it’s a waste of my time. 4.I’m a monster! I have abnormally small hands (and according to Emily, small feet). I’ve been told several times that my hands are unusually small. I can’t hold a football and have a hard time with a basketball. I get cramps using chopsticks and I drop things all the time. One of the best examples of this (which is already in an earlier post)...