i had a lovely evening over at katie and fred’s last night. the official reason for the get-together was a mary kay party, which is especially amusing since i am decidedly more tomboy than frilly makeup girl. there are exceptions, but not too many. but the get-together was fun, and fred made us a delicious dinner, and i got to play with their puppy bella, who is already 30 pounds at the ripe old age of 3 and a half months. she is so funny; she is still in that stage where she trips over her own enormous paws. it cracked me up.
as we were all talking last night, we were figuring out how we all first met each other. it reminded me of what a great group the co-ops were when we were in college, and what a great extended group we are now that we’re all full-time, and the group has expanded to include people who (gasp!) didn’t co-op here. i could gush for paragraphs, but instead i’ll just say that this time of year always overloads me with reminders of how great my friends are, and how lucky i am to have them.
though i do have to say that the proliferation of young marrieds is crazy. from the start, there were the couples in my own group–gavin and jen, george and ginger, matt and stephanie (though to be fair, matt is not actually married, and doesn’t seem in a hurry to get engaged). and then my non-houston friends–cayce and dave, jes and don, leila and brian, james and chrissy, daniel and virginia. then all the women on my soccer team that i see every week, that ask me if i’m married. and then the friends like katie and fred, ron and buzz, nick and steph, darby and hilary, randy and ami, betsy and edgar (who aren’t officially married yet, but that’s a minor detail). and then there is my engaged sister. i know we are at “that age” and all, but seeing as how i am about as far from getting married as a person can get, it sorta makes my head spin.
i don’t really think i’m ready to be married. i like my single life, and the independence that goes with it. i like being able to dance around my apartment free of embarassment, and being able to stretch across both halves of the bed, and not having to share a bathroom. but all the couples, and especially my sister, give me the vague feeling that i should be ready, and that i should be out there trying to find someone.
rumors are building that bush will announce the goal of returning to the moon on december 17, the 100th anniversary of the wright brothers’ flight. this should be a good story to follow, though i’m viewing it through cynical glasses…