monkey nonsense

so i think i’ve finally become old.

this year, i will have attended at least (i say at least because i hold out hope that someone else… *cough* sister *cough*… may get married in the next 6 months i don’t care if you elope and get married in vegas, i want a niece/nephew dagnabit!!!) 3 weddings- 2 cousins and a high school friend marrying a college friend. that probably doesn’t sound like a lot to the rest of you (which probably means you guys are even OLDER than me ) but it’s quite a lot for me. the last wedding i went before this year to i think i might’ve been a flower girl for… so yeah, that was quite some time ago.

another sign that i’m getting old: seems marriage/having kids (having kids?!?!?!) is a major topic of conversation with everyone. another common topic: the real estate market. wow… grown up conversation!

my cousin bobby is going to get married in august. his story is a bit different than my cousin jenny (who got married in april). he met his fiancee much later (though still not that late) than jenny (who met her husband in like wha.. grade school?? jk i think they met when she was graduating high school or something like that) and is “finally” getting married now that he’s almost 40. it seems my dad’s side of the family tends to marry late. i kind of dread family get togethers on my dad’s side because the aunts are always asking about any boyfriend, when i’m going to bring him to meet the family (ohhh that’d be scary) and when i’m getting married. there is something terribly wrong when i (the youngest of my generation… by like 3 years to my sister, and then 5 years to any other cousin) get asked these kinds of questions!!! to be fair… the aunts pretty much ask everybody and anybody when they’re getting married , but still….

my mom says i’m weird because i lack any ambition to do “single” things… like things you can only do when you’re not married- play the field (really! my mom is pushing for me to play the field. she keeps telling me stories of how she had many many boyfriends and how she ended up picking my dad out of them because he was the tallest… romantic eh?), travel, climb the corporate ladder (or at least be more career ambitious), be less responsible (i am quite irresponsible, but not the kind of irresponsible my mom thinks i should be. i am irresponsible because i forget to do something important, etc etc. she wants me to like… randomly decide to drop everything and circumnavigate the world or something)

she thinks i’m old for my age i think i’m yoooooung!!! i want to just sit at home and watch cartoons!

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