Here's an interesting perspective from a feminist on marriage, or lack thereof. I admit, I am guilty of asking people in long term relationships when the wedding bells will ring. I should stop that. I actually think I am probably the marrying kind. I think I'm mostly not the children kind. Certainly the Cutri women all seem to have a healthy fear of marriage, maybe I take after that. That said, though in my head I think that marriage would be nice, in reality, marriage scares the crap out of me. I often wonder - why bother, if you can get all the benefits of marriage without all the legal trappings.

Maybe my general happy feelings about the prospects of marriage come from me being spoiled after having two months of Byron making me breakfast in the morning means I am only remembering the nice parts about domestic bliss while forgetting the annoying parts while he's off flying to Timbuktu...

Since I'm linking to feministing stuff, I will say again that purity balls freak me out too.

Speaking of commitment, I finally stopped trying to balance schedules and bought myself plane tickets to the cottage while the prices to Philadelphia were good ($250). I really can't wait to escape this heat!

Well, thus begins another crazy week at work..