You’re pretty, why aren’t you married?
Valentine’s Eve. When did we start celebrating the “eve?”
In my 31 years of living; I have yet to find a true Valentine. By true, I mean someone I was hopelessly in love with; cause that’s what Valentines is for, right? Spending one day out of three-hundred-and-sixty-five showering that individual with love, attention, flowers, chocolate, candy, candlelit dinner in Paris…
Yeah, never had that.
What I do get a lot of, is this: “You’re pretty, and smart, and funny; why are you not married?” In fact, it happened last night at my friends restaurant; we were BOTH asked that question.
So here’s mine: Why do you need to be married if you’re pretty? Why is it shocking to meet someone attractive who isn’t “hitched?” Is there some social stereotype that all attractive people find someone in their early twenties, marry off, and reproduce more attractive people?
I could have given that guy a small seminar on why I wasn’t married the other night; but the bottom line is this: its just never worked out for me. I have yet to meet a guy who isn’t trying to make me his PA, his trophy, his business partner, his baby-maker, his latch key; His. I was raised to believe that relationships and marriage are a team: ours.
Anyone else out there single on V-day? Or maybe you’re lucky to have found “the one.”