Friday Repost: My Busy Life

I’m busy. Yes, very busy. There are roads to run, chowders to cook, and game nights to plan.

The phenomenon described in this rather excellent post (if I say so myself) has not decreased with my advanced age. Rather, it’s been aggravated. I now get frequently greeted by “So what’s doing with you?” which roughly translates to “Any interesting guys lately?”

For the record, O Friends of Mine, I am no more pleased by your singlemindedness now than I was back at the ripe old age of 21. I am a girl of steady tastes. And my taste in conversation has not developed overly much. I still prefer conversation about alpacas over conversation about men. Non-existent men. Or even existent men, who are, quite frankly, none of your business.

Now pardon me, I have to search up an alpaca farm nearby.

Friday Repost: Seriously? Yichus?

I’ve never understood the appeal of yichus. Yes, it’s nice to have exciting forbears. Don’t get me wrong. Telling family stories is lots of fun.

But waving your antecedents like a flag and trumping them as a sign of your superiority? Puh-leeze!

To quote from this post:

…[it’s] like I have nothing special to offer myself, so we need to drag the dead out of their graves to help.

Friday Repost: Get Set Up with Me

Sometimes I feel like a lucky charm. You merely have to come in contact with me to get engaged. It makes up for my complete lack of dating success. At least I know that I’m bringing joy to all my dates and friends.

Here’s one about the guys I date getting engaged.

And I feel like posting this one just because it covers the weddings of NMF #6 and NMF #7, and I think they’d appreciate the retrospective from this point in their marriages.