When I was in grad school there was an undergrad at church who someone once jokingly said was going to marry me. After that, for about 3 years, every time she saw me she'd say, "When are we going to get married?" or, "What colors should we use at the reception?" or, well, you get the point.
The thing of it was, I did think she was nice and might even have asked her out. That is, I would have if she wasn't so immature. The last time I saw her, about a year ago, that was still pretty much my assessment.
Today I got her wedding invitation. I wonder what colors they're using?
On another note, this same girl had a tendency for setting herself up for some hilarious puns. My favorite was when she was telling us about a new guy she was interested in. After going on about him at some length, she said, "He drives the coolest car in the entire world!"
My roommate Brian replied, "He drives the Batmobile!"
That was years ago and sometimes it still makes me laugh.
And, in case you were wondering, all this posting tonight does, indeed, constitute me not wanting to pack for the trip to Boston tomorrow.
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