So when are YOU getting married?!

Isnt it funny how life imitates art sometimes?

Oddly enough, this weekend started out by Daisy and I both watching Bridget Jones' Diary on cable, and ended up with us feeling as though we were living the movie. Now, I dont mean that we went through a case of vodka, smoked like a chimney and then ran down the street in a pair of zebra striped panties and tennis shoes screaming.... (Hehehe! I seriously LOVE that movie. If you havent seen it, I highly recommend it, but see the first one first.), but we had a little Bridget Jones experience of our own.

The Bridget Jones moment Daisy and I had, happened to us at a wedding for a work acquaintance. Ahhh, who doesnt love a wedding? The ceremony was short, which is always good in my opinion because I cant sit still for long periods of time without going crazy, and we quickly moved along to the reception, which lets face it, is the real reason people show up. The food was great, and there was an open bar, so everyone was in good spirits. Daisy and I flitted about, stopping here and there to talk to people. It was a beautiful afternoon, there were drinks in our hands, and we were happy girls.

Pleased with what a nice day it had turned out to be, Daisy and I decided we were ready to go. As we approached the happy couple to say our congratulations and thank them for inviting us, we should have seen it coming, but we didnt. We walked right into the trap, and thats when it happened.

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Sara and Josh were standing there, talking to two other couples excitedly about their honeymoon, as Daisy and I walked up.

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"Hey guys, thanks for coming!", Sara gushed.

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She then introduced us to the other two couples. One of them women complimented our outfits and hair. Sara concurred, and then the second woman then asked the ill-fated question:

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"So, when are *you girls* getting married?!"

And there it was. As Bridget Jones noted, it is the question dreaded by all Singletons. When are you getting married?! As if it is something you just wake up one day and decide to do. Ya know, like getting cable or a flu shot.

And, I think what pisses me off the most about this question is how offensive it feels to be asked that, but how people seem to completely forget that fact once they find themselves part of a couple. Or, maybe its the arrogance it takes to assume that because someone isnt part of a couple, that there life is sad and dreary and lacks meaning. Seriously, whats with that?! Maybe *YOU* were sad and miserable without having someone, but I am just fine thank you.

Infact, hearing that question makes me want to say something just as offensive right back to the perpetrator, like "So, when are *YOU* going to lose some weight?". An incredibly offensive question to the person being asked it, but basically the same as the marriage question. It says, I am happy being married/thin/whatever the case may be, so you must be miserable because you arent. It assumes my status is better than your status, and you should just go out and do something about it ASAP.

Thankfully, I have learned to keep myself pretty well in check. Too bad this trend isnt catching on. Note to coupled people all over the world: being single isnt a disease. When you encounter a single person, think back to when you were one of them, and how hearing "So when are *YOU* getting married?!" made you feel.

And, if in spite of all this, you cant help yourself and happen to open your mouth to spew out that very sentence, realize that the skinny bitch is only smiling because her inner monologue is asking you right back:

So, have *YOU* called Jenny yet?!!