From plant sex to marriage to little plastic army dudes

So lots is going on.


Right this second the major thing on my mind is the plant sex and what it is doing to my sinuses and general ability to be awake. Looks like it will be another bad allergy year. I'm gonna have to take some antihistimines soon and I'm already groggy. This displeases me. I had hoped to get a lot done today but if I'm gonna be spacey all day it will be hard. I wanted to write my final paper, clean my bathroom or kitchen, do my laundry, shop for potluck, cook for potluck, and go to the bank. I suspect that some of these will not be happening. I have to get to the bank and deal with potluck. Beyond that, cleaning the bathroom is probably first priority. Laundry can be put off for another few days.

My damn ankle is still sore. stupid sidewalk. stupid tendons.

So obviously I'm thinking a lot about marriage right now. It's highlighted by the crisis in my extended family over my cousing eloping. His mother has disowned him over this and is telling everyone in the family to do the same. Meanwhile it is coming to light that she's had massive psychiatric problems for years which her husband has helped her hide. I'm feeling strangely vindicated since this is the woman who tried to make my mother and I feel inferior for years. Anyway that's getting off track.

The enormity of making a decision to dedicate my life to someone is really hitting now. See, I don't really believe in divorce. My parents don't believe in divorce and neither does Eric or his family. Not in the religious way where divorce is WRONG but in the sense that if you've made a public declaration to walk through life beside someone, you don't ditch out on that unless doing so is necessary to protect your safety. I really believe that people take marriage too lightly these days. The entire idea of a pre-nup agreement makes me ill. That is PLANNING FOR DIVORCE. If I felt that i needed to play for the end of a relationship, I wouldn't marry that person. The only conditions under which I would end a marriage are if my spouse became abusive, or if my spouse was not willing to put in the same effort that I was to revitalize the marriage. Neither of those is going to happen unless aliens replace Eric's brain.

Eric and I have talked about what would happen if one of us became unable to function in some way. He's watched his mother remain a faithful wife to his father through almost 20 years of his fathers brain injury. So we've agreed we would stay together as hard as it would be. Of course we're poly, so it simplifies that scenario a little. Maybe the fact that I am not "forsaking all others" makes it easier to say things like this. Then again, the people who say they will should MEAN IT. I dunno, I just think if you get up in front of a room full of people and say "Hey, I'm gonna stay with this person for as long as I live and I'm not gonna schtup anyone else." you ought to be damn sure you can actually do that, and you ought to try your damndest to keep your word.

Enough ranting on marriage. But yeah it is all starting to hit me in both scary and wonderful ways. This is the first relationship I have been in where I don't have doubts. At the same time it seems wierd to have all these other people taking it so seriously. Like my cousins asking my mother what Eric and I needed for the house. It pisses me off a little that it took my declaring my intent to marry for any of my relatives to view me as an adult. Somehow I am more adult now than I was 6 months ago. It makes no sense. I haven't even had a birthday.

I'm also a little peeved at some of my classmates who informed me that he and I made this decision "too soon" and that for all I know "he might be an axe murderer!" I'm sure his mom would have mentioned that. She certainly mentioned enough OTHER embarassing stuff when he wasn't in the room. All of which he'd already told me about. People are shocked when I tell them that, as if no guy would ever be honest with a woman. No faith these people have. Is that how I used to sound.

Alas I ramble. On to the army dudes. I played history of the world last night. It was fun. It took 4.5 hours. I did not win. I got to beat people up lots. Now I have no brain..

From plant sex to marriage to little plastic army dudes

So lots is going on.


Right this second the major thing on my mind is the plant sex and what it is doing to my sinuses and general ability to be awake. Looks like it will be another bad allergy year. I'm gonna have to take some antihistimines soon and I'm already groggy. This displeases me. I had hoped to get a lot done today but if I'm gonna be spacey all day it will be hard. I wanted to write my final paper, clean my bathroom or kitchen, do my laundry, shop for potluck, cook for potluck, and go to the bank. I suspect that some of these will not be happening. I have to get to the bank and deal with potluck. Beyond that, cleaning the bathroom is probably first priority. Laundry can be put off for another few days.

My damn ankle is still sore. stupid sidewalk. stupid tendons.

So obviously I'm thinking a lot about marriage right now. It's highlighted by the crisis in my extended family over my cousing eloping. His mother has disowned him over this and is telling everyone in the family to do the same. Meanwhile it is coming to light that she's had massive psychiatric problems for years which her husband has helped her hide. I'm feeling strangely vindicated since this is the woman who tried to make my mother and I feel inferior for years. Anyway that's getting off track.

The enormity of making a decision to dedicate my life to someone is really hitting now. See, I don't really believe in divorce. My parents don't believe in divorce and neither does Eric or his family. Not in the religious way where divorce is WRONG but in the sense that if you've made a public declaration to walk through life beside someone, you don't ditch out on that unless doing so is necessary to protect your safety. I really believe that people take marriage too lightly these days. The entire idea of a pre-nup agreement makes me ill. That is PLANNING FOR DIVORCE. If I felt that i needed to play for the end of a relationship, I wouldn't marry that person. The only conditions under which I would end a marriage are if my spouse became abusive, or if my spouse was not willing to put in the same effort that I was to revitalize the marriage. Neither of those is going to happen unless aliens replace Eric's brain.

Eric and I have talked about what would happen if one of us became unable to function in some way. He's watched his mother remain a faithful wife to his father through almost 20 years of his fathers brain injury. So we've agreed we would stay together as hard as it would be. Of course we're poly, so it simplifies that scenario a little. Maybe the fact that I am not "forsaking all others" makes it easier to say things like this. Then again, the people who say they will should MEAN IT. I dunno, I just think if you get up in front of a room full of people and say "Hey, I'm gonna stay with this person for as long as I live and I'm not gonna schtup anyone else." you ought to be damn sure you can actually do that, and you ought to try your damndest to keep your word.

Enough ranting on marriage. But yeah it is all starting to hit me in both scary and wonderful ways. This is the first relationship I have been in where I don't have doubts. At the same time it seems wierd to have all these other people taking it so seriously. Like my cousins asking my mother what Eric and I needed for the house. It pisses me off a little that it took my declaring my intent to marry for any of my relatives to view me as an adult. Somehow I am more adult now than I was 6 months ago. It makes no sense. I haven't even had a birthday.

I'm also a little peeved at some of my classmates who informed me that he and I made this decision "too soon" and that for all I know "he might be an axe murderer!" I'm sure his mom would have mentioned that. She certainly mentioned enough OTHER embarassing stuff when he wasn't in the room. All of which he'd already told me about. People are shocked when I tell them that, as if no guy would ever be honest with a woman. No faith these people have. Is that how I used to sound.

Alas I ramble. On to the army dudes. I played history of the world last night. It was fun. It took 4.5 hours. I did not win. I got to beat people up lots. Now I have no brain..