Yesterday not one but three (three!) people asked me if Wavey and I have plans to get married. I'm used to this question from some people, mainly my sister who I think sees this as a prime opportunity for my niece to be some kind of fluffy bridesmaidy type thing, but she usually only asks me when she's drunk as she knows the answer will always be the same. Three people in one day though? Has to be some kind of record.
It all started when I was at uni. One of my class mates who I always sit with was making polite conversation that started off about holidays and ended up with the big M question, though quite how she got there still has me puzzled. When I gave my standard reply that starts with a HA and ends with an um I don't think so answer she replied that she would pray for me...later on at theatre the chatter talked to weddings. Long story short there, something is happening at theatre on the 3rd May, I can't be there as we're at a wedding, a wedding on a Friday who does that exclamation later another person informed me that "when" Wavey and I get married we can't do it on a Friday as this person works and therefore wouldn't be able to come...say what and excuse me? Moments later I was asked if I thought we would get married. There must have been something weird in the air to prompt all this as it was not an average Tuesday by any means!
It's a weird thing all round. I guess some people are really into weddings and marriage, me and Wavey not so much. I've never had any dreams or desires to have a wedding, I would be mortified by all the attention being focused entirely on me and to tell you the truth I'm not that big a fan. I like the cake. And I love a good boogie, but you can have both of those things any old time. Does this make me odd? Have I got some kind of vital gene missing? Did the marriage thing fly up to me one day, shout boo, stick his tongue out and then run away? I believe you can be with the person you love and be fully committed to your relationship and be together however you both choose, be that through marriage or living together or just being together - the glue that binds relationships is so unique to each one that it's impossible to generalise.
Me and Wavey? Marriage? I think my sister is going to be disappointed *chuckle* when I was a kid friends of my parents turned up one weekend grinning from ear to ear. They'd been away for the weekend and were just popping in to tell us what a great time they had, oh, and that they had got married...I will always remember the glee and mischief in their faces. Never say never eh? But I do know one thing, if we do change our minds I would be tempted to follow the glee and mischief route...