I made the mistake of staying at Philip's parents' house tonight after he left to go skating with his friends. Okay, it wasn't really a mistake, but I knew there would be some talk of the future with his mother when I made the decision to stay. (How could I not stay though, since Mama Bourque says, "You could always stay after he leaves, ya know... We didn't really get to visit..." Nothing like making you feel guilty. As if Philip would ever be around my family if I weren't there. That'd be like making a choice to be around them just for... fun?!) I literally sat down by her at the pool for five minutes this afternoon and she was talking about how worried about him she is. I love Joy to death--I really do--but ever since our first "break-up" I feel like any time I talk to her it's about him in that way and I just don't like it.

She had the guts to look me in the face and blatantly ask me outright: "Do you see you two together in the future?" Hmm... I of course said yes. I wish that I could've been witty enough to CPE her and ask why she was asking me that question. I would've been more apt to fully explain myself without giving her the YES. I was just so taken aback that I was being asked that question. I mean, I understand that she has to look out of her son and has to wonder when we're getting married FOR GOD'S SAKE, but seriously. Doesn't that seem like overstepping the bounds a little bit? On my drive home I found that I was winding myself up more and more about it. I feel like I have to justify my decisions and I'm not into that.

Why is it always about marriage? When I first started watching Sex and the City I always thought that they were exaggerating about the whole "Why aren't you married?" thing. I fully understand it now. Thank you, Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda for letting me know that it's okay to be 25 and not married with no plans of it in the immediate future.

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