conversations that end up this way are generally, well- you know...

handsome:  did you think that was awkward?

me:  yes, that was awkward.

have you ever found yourself at a party,

where you were the only non-married, non-child-rearing person there? 

it’s not weird, is it?

no- it is fun!

now, imagine the party is a meet and greet

for your friend’s newborn baby. 

and you’re there with your main squeeze. 

and the two of you are the only non-married people.

and still, the only other non-parents 

are completely outnumbered by parents. 



it's not that i don't care about pumping v. formula

or about bowel movements

or daycare wait lists

maybe someday i will care very much...

right now,

i care when people talk to me and handsome like

marriage and children

is a done deal.

a foregone conclusion.

something that i need to write down now

because time's a-wasting and

my uterus isn't getting any younger.

because i am aware of my age.

but i'm also aware that our friends love us,

and love us together

so much,

that they can't imagine handsome and i

not having the type of life they do.

but we're not married.

we only talk about marriage in abstracts

and i like it that way…

because for the first time in the history of miss priss dating,

i am not only spectacularly happy with someone,

but i’m really enjoying the journey.

now, don't get me wrong-

if handsome and i keep going on this track o’ bliss

i couldn’t imagine not making it permanent.

actually, i couldn’t imagine not making it permanent now, but for later

does that even make sense?

i love my friends for seeing us as the real thing

i love feeling like we’re the real thing

but it would be nice to have more time to get there...

so for now, i think handsome and i are going to have to deal

with the awkward conversations

and if we are very

very lucky,

maybe in a handful of years

we can make non-married couples just as uncomfortable with our married talk

somewhere down the road

when we're finished dating

you know,

in the future.