Really, it’s all about the same. I had about 20 years of single dating life before gettin’ hitched, so I can say it now with authority. Don’t be afraid, you go-getters, life can still be a party…..
Similarities:
–you still can sleep with different people every night; it just rotates among your spouse and kids (and pets).
–you still can have happy hour; it’s just a little later now, right after your kids go to sleep, and the tapas are cold mac and cheese with a spoon covered in carpet fuzz (which can be arranged quite attractively on a princess plate).
–you still can drink and get sloppy kisses; but the drink is lukewarm coffee and the tongues are from either your child or, if you’re lucky, your dog.
–you still can eye that stranger, the new boy in town, from across the room, but he’s three and kicking your kid in the shins.
–you still can get heckled about your bad and/or out of date dance moves, but now the commentator is your offspring, it’s broad daylight, and you’re sober (usually).
–you still can have weed in your life, but you pull the sprouts out, roots and all, then you just throw it all away….*sigh*
Well, okay, maybe Buddha had it right: everything changes and nothing remains without change.
But, what you give up in independence, you gain in love and teamwork (like a pack of hyenas bringing down a water buffalo). You go from a solo artist to playing in a band, trashing the place and collaborating in creating sounds you could never make alone, except for maybe all those farts.
I’m sure I missed a few other similarities, yes….?
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LOL I love it! Truly a wonderful way of looking at the similarities. I’m almost ready to get married, now!
I don’t think you missed much Wendy. The best I can do is:
You can still party like it’s 1999- Only now the parties involve dinosaurs, pirates and balloon animals instead of alcohol, nudity, and puking. Well, maybe still nudity and puking.
Excellent post!
You can still drink … but a $70 reserve Pinot Noir doesn’t taste nearly as good in a SpongeBob SquarePants sippy cup.
You can still have sex…but you have to wait until the kids are sleeping and then sneak around as if your parents were in the next room.
Lizzy, don’t rush into anything! But there is fun on both sides.
Oh, Jeff, SO TRUE!! We have nudity here all day, every day, seems like. Not so much on the puking, but she’s young, yet.
Jim! Wine fiend! Even single, even in San Fran, I would not have bought a $70 bottle (unless you say “expense account” which I did not personally have….). But just imagine how amusing SpongeBob would become by the end of that bottle.
Jenn, what is this “sex” you speak of??