Monday, March 20, 2006
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i am never bringing up the marriage subject with my mom, again, ever.
i told her about this sweet conversation i had with the monkey which largely respected my Not Talking About It Until One Of Us Is Ready To Butch Up And Ask rule regarding the large M, in which he managed to reassure me that he is not actually freaked out by large M without making me feel like it was a foregone conclusion and we were going to end up like my friend missy, who was shopping in fred meyer with her boyfriend and when they walked past the jewelry part said, hey, that ring is nice. and then they were engaged, and that is the least dramatically interesting narrative going.
i tried to tell her about this endearing conversation, and all she said was:
"i just want to shake him."
yes. by all means. let us beat him up. who does he think he is? the kindest, funniest, most patient and forgiving boyfriend ever? that's clearly no excuse. where's that MF ring?
groan.
i told her about this sweet conversation i had with the monkey which largely respected my Not Talking About It Until One Of Us Is Ready To Butch Up And Ask rule regarding the large M, in which he managed to reassure me that he is not actually freaked out by large M without making me feel like it was a foregone conclusion and we were going to end up like my friend missy, who was shopping in fred meyer with her boyfriend and when they walked past the jewelry part said, hey, that ring is nice. and then they were engaged, and that is the least dramatically interesting narrative going.
i tried to tell her about this endearing conversation, and all she said was:
"i just want to shake him."
yes. by all means. let us beat him up. who does he think he is? the kindest, funniest, most patient and forgiving boyfriend ever? that's clearly no excuse. where's that MF ring?
groan.
