Engagements

I don’t know what is going on. Maybe there is something in the air. Maybe global warming. High gas prices. The weak dollar. The mortgage crisis. Brett Favre talking about coming out of retirement. But something is very wrong in the world. Allow me to explain.

On May 15th, my brother got engaged.
Last weekend, my friend Matt got engaged.
Yesterday, my friend Lucia got engaged.

So in basically 2 months, 3 of my best friends have gotten engaged. I do not understand at all. Why the timing? If I had paid more attention in statistics I would probably realize that there is nothing out of the ordinary about this happening, but still.

Oh well. I wish them all the best, the damn abandoners.

9 Comments

  1. Posted 7/17/2008 at 9:31 am | Permalink

    It appears sir, that there are more Smacky’s out there than I imagined! Just some spell it a bit differently ;)

  2. baba
    Posted 7/17/2008 at 10:12 am | Permalink

    On the 4th your cousin Meg got engaged. I advise all to drink bottled water for awhile. Must be a love bug in the water supply or something.

  3. Nathan
    Posted 7/17/2008 at 10:13 am | Permalink

    Geez, I had totally forgotten about that one!

  4. Posted 7/17/2008 at 11:48 am | Permalink

    you think that is bad, try taking a vacation with someone who just got engaged… we had a great time, but the love sick puppy stuff… gag! ;)

  5. Nathan
    Posted 7/17/2008 at 11:51 am | Permalink

    Oh don’t worry. Our family vacation is next week. Luckily Phil and Helen are pretty good about that sort of thing.

  6. Posted 7/17/2008 at 2:41 pm | Permalink

    Here’s an idea: you could get a mail order bride and be engaged too!

  7. Abby
    Posted 7/17/2008 at 4:14 pm | Permalink

    Alternatively, you could up the ante on the “Find Nathan a Girlfriend” game. Grapes for the girlfriend, but, say, cherries for a fiance.

  8. Charley
    Posted 7/17/2008 at 11:44 pm | Permalink

    Goddamn hobos!

  9. Posted 7/18/2008 at 4:57 pm | Permalink

    To be fair, I woke up one morning with a knife at my throat and Audrey told me that if she didn’t have a ring in a week, she’d cut off my testicles in my sleep.

    I guess that would hurt less than if she did it while I was awake, but I wasn’t willing to take the risk.