Saturday, January 16, 2010

late night post

I thought I'd post a nice blog after a wonderful night with friends. It was Kathy's birthday, and we had a fabulous fiesta with fajitas and all the fixin's (except guacamole, which is a sore subject--I will never buy organic avacados again). On to the real post:

I have thought a lot about marriage lately (please be prepared for a very honest post). The only successful marriage i know well is the Cookes. I spent a week with them last week. They VERY graciously flew me down for a week, and I had the time of me life. I was pleased to see they were still the happy, goofy-in-love couple I remembered, but it made me a little sad. I am a bitter, jaded, anti-marriage woman at 23 years old. I'm sure many of you would laugh and say this is a phase, but I'm convinced it's very justified. The only really positive example of what a loving, happy, FUNCTIONAL relationship I have is the Cookes. I don't mean to put them on the spot, and I certainly don't mean to discount anyone else's relationship, but when I think of the marriage I want, Laura and Andrew come to mind. They're SO different. I'm SO much like Laura. They give me the slightest amount of hope that I won't be the crazy cat lady with 12 adopted children. If you're a reader I don't know about (or one I do) that has a happy marriage, please tell me your tips. I can't even commit to trying a new brand of whole wheat pasta (I'm loyal to Ronzoni), let alone commit to dating someone for more than two weeks.

Dear readers, if you're in a less-than-happy marriage, I'm praying for you; however, if you're in a marriage that makes you thank God every day, please let me know. I'm in need of some positive stories right now. "Mr. Right" is a silly idea to me, so some practical advice/words or encouragement are needed more than fairy tale promises.