Fri 6 Jun 2008
float or sink
Posted by thejinius under dating
my mother was never the type to harass me about lassoing a husband but lately all she asks me over the phone is whether or not i’m seeing someone. all this time i thought i had managed to avoid the call of the marriage siren but she managed to sneak up on me like the smoke monster from LOST.
i should’ve known that marriage was on the brain when i was in miami last december and we spent the day at this cute little bay by our house and she wistfully said, “this would be a great place for a wedding.”
um, yeah, i’ll have a wedding there. in two thousand and fucking never.
so now that the whole marriage pressure is being externally induced by my mother, i should probably go on eharmony.com and marry the first christian dude that proposes. ha psych! bitch, please, do you know me at all? yeah, sure, marriage and companionship would be nice but i’m not trying to just settle down with some asian dude with an mba. altho that would make my mother do a scissor kick across the miami skyline.
it’s just so funny that my mother is encouraging me to get married because she used to lament the fact that she got married too soon. “date lots of different men” she used to say. i guess she thinks i’ve dated enough men because now she’s all up in my grill.
as much as i understand my mother’s concerns, i’m a firm believer that you should only get anchored into a committed relationship when you are first satisfied with being alone. if you can’t make yourself happy then you will only become needy and frustrated when your partner can’t make you happy. i’ve been really into the word “partner” lately. i kinda like the idea that your significant other is more of a partner in crime. or i guess the word partner also implies same sex marriage. whatevs.
in other news, i was running along the east river and was amazed at how many hot guys were running at the track. but it’s hard to hit on someone when they’re literally running away from you.
also, i’m amazed every time i see those huge ships floating on the river. how the hell do those monsters stay above water? i think archimedes first explained this all with his theory of density and displacement thousands of years ago but i dont remember. science is cool yo.

June 6th, 2008 at 3:39 pm
I discovered how to be happy alone while in the middle of a long term relationship (ongoing). Funny how life works sometimes, eh?
And it’s engagement season, so no worries… I am so tired of hearing people breaking the news (none of my close friends, so don’t think I’m that heartless) because then it inevitably has people turning to me, winking, nudging, and saying stupid shit like “When’s it your turn?”
June 6th, 2008 at 3:49 pm
I often wonder the same thing about boats. Go figure.
June 6th, 2008 at 4:12 pm
first off, you are hilarious and i love your blog. secondly, i feel your pain. when i turned 22, before my mom said “happy birthday” she said “when i was 22, i was married”. now that i´m 25 she came to visit me in spain where i´ve been living for the last three years and her final comment after finally coming to visit and see my life after all these years was, “it´s really quite nice but, y´know, i don´t understand how after being here so many years you still dont have a man. you should come back to ny. you´ll find one there” riiiiight, because all of my twenty-something friends in new york all have men. NOT. not a one. i say have sex with that bartender guy, go out with your friends and enjoy life.
June 6th, 2008 at 5:18 pm
oh my goodness i want to live in spain!!!! don’t listen to your mother. stay in spain and have fun.
June 7th, 2008 at 10:45 am
i would always say to my mom, “sure mom, i’ll date a nice, rich, goodlooking jewish boys the MOMENT you introduce one to me”
tell your mom to set you up and when she fails she’ll leave you alone
June 8th, 2008 at 4:35 pm
my mom says the same thing - on one hand it’s “date lots; i never got the chance to” but on the other hand it’s “when are you going to find a man and settle down?” it doesn’t help either that she’s still hoping i get back with my ex THREE YEARS after we broke up. holy jebus.
June 9th, 2008 at 11:11 am
i love how ethnic parents are like Don’t Ever Look at Boys and then when some magic switch gets flipped, it’s suddenly Get Married—NOW.
i have to limit my contact with my parents’ friends because they think i’m on the verge of expiration and will not leave me alone.
but i think ale’s advice is best: put it on them and suddenly it won’t be a problem anymore.