Oh, by the way…
Heh. I realized driving home from class that this morning’s post might have spawned a few questions.
About a month ago, ST and I had a conversation that every Rules writer would say is death to a relationship and everyone who knows me personally won’t believe actually took place.
Me: Can I ask you a question I’m not supposed to ask?
ST: Yes.
Me: Do you think we’re going to get married?
ST: If we continue on this path, yes. Definitely.
Me: Me too.
Some follow-up:
1) No, we are not crazy or desparate. We’re not rushing to get hitched so we won’t die alone. We’re not rushing period. We want to live together and talk through A LOT of circumstances before making it official. It’s just that we know the goal of this relationship. This ain’t no party. This ain’t no disco. This ain’t no fooling around. (Whoo! Party-less, disco-less marriage devoid of fooling around!) Knowing that, it brings all those things I was babbling out to the forefront in my mind so I enter a marriage knowing how I feel about it.
2) Yes, he will make it official. There will be some knee-bending, some sky-writing, or at the very least a poke in shoulder with, “You know that thing we mentioned? Wanna make it official?” Although regardless of whether I take his name or not, he can probably twist the above conversation around so that he follows in the footsteps of many men in my family who claim the women did the asking.
3) While we want a marriage, we have no desire to have a wedding. Vegas baby. All. The. Way.
Hi,
I wandered over from Clink’s site, but I am getting married in Vegas this July and let me tell you! It’s teh best and easiest way to go. I paid a flat fee with the Flamingo Coordinator and everything was set, flowers, decorations, everything! I definetly agree with you on that one.
Hmm…see, that sounds awful fancy. I was more thinking Elvis and/or drive-thru. But you’ve got the right idea!
Oh, my, do I EVER wish I was brave enough to ask that question. It all boils down to…I want to know if I’m wasting my time. Not wasting my time, persay, but after a year we should sort of know what direction we’re moving in, right? But the thought of even mentioning it to him scares me to death, because if he were to answer “I don’t know” my heart would break.
ooooohhhhh. :-) I don’t even know what to write. I’m so happy for you guys. So Happy.
Honestly Miss Pickle? I wouldn’t have said anything had I not been 99% sure of his answer.
I have verbally brought up many of the changes in our relationship, but only after I’ve received many, many clues as to where his heart is at.
It’s true. I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve….once I know it’s safe to do so.