And I wonder...

Ha! Hey all. That's right I said "all" not "y'all". Reporting from my desk at work. Today I ran across a rant from a co-worker. Her topic: Society's idealistic view of where we ought to be in life and our internalizing it. In other words, "Why haven't we gotten married?" and the people who ask us (including us).
As a 25 year single woman, I am considered in modern terms to be technically safe from the spinster category. I'm still "supposed" to be dating wildly and sowing random oats or is it dating randomly and sowing wild oats. Whatever! But give me five more years and people start to look at me sideways and speculate on my childbearing abilities. The sad thing is most women start to take this attitude themselves and some even stamp an expiration date on themselves. Not even always about kids but for getting married. I've talked to way too many women who say they will probably stay single because they are too picky. But when they quantify their wants it doesn't sound too unrealistic. To me anyway.
Then we try to play it off. Talking about getting ahead in our careers, as if we have to have something to show if we don't have a husband and kids. I guess we feel less womanly. But when did the definition of a woman include getting married and actually giving birth. Owning a uterus is a huge responsibility within itself. Just being a woman and then fulfilling all the requirements that society puts upon us is too much for me.
These feelings maybe the reason for the fixation on all these bridal/wedding shows. What about the magazines like Brides? I can tell you 89.64% of the readers are not engaged or even in a serious enough relationship to even dream of getting married. Its a sad fact but its true (according to me). I have surrendered to this many a time. I've even joked that if I don't get married by 30 that I will just have a bachelorette party, shower and reception with no groom in sight. ~Sigh.~ It's hard not to feel the pressure of all those fairy tales not coming true. I wonder if I'll ever get married.
The only other option right now for me is bitterness. And an absurd theory that everyone already married has HUGE problems. Of course you can't have marriage with no problems. But its not as bad as I make everyone else's marriage out to be. Take for instance my dream from Sunday night. (blur blur blur) Some random dude pulls up in my drive way and starts tinkering on the side of my house. Then Jay-Z pulls up behind him. The dude gives him an alibi because Hov needs something to tell Beyonce when he gets home.(blur blur blur) I hate that I had to find out Jay-Z is cheating on his wife that way! And no, just because its a dream doesn't mean I won't believe it as fact. "I ain't no psychic, but don't push me."
Enjoy this if you can look at his face, right now I can't (The Neptunes(Pharrell) make this palatable).

Hurrumph! bye yall ;).