Tuesday, March 01, 2005
Rolled Eyes
Susanne told me that she wonders if people roll their eyes when they read my blog, and I mention her. I will admit that I usually deploy gushy terms, but I'll also admit that part of the reason I call her my bride-to-be is that I can never remember how many e's go on the end of "fianc". I am dreadfully afraid of putting on too few or too many e's for her gender and end up calling her the man to whom I am engaged.
So here's the rule: two e's if it's a woman, and one if it's a man. So Susanne is my fiancee. And I can't use that excuse anymore.
Chances are that I'll still write a bit gushingly about Susanne from time to time, but I think that's part of my license as an engaged man. I do love her, and I am affectionate toward her, and I am eager to be married to her. Romance is not dead, my friends, even though Susanne emphatically states as much when my body makes noises it never seemed to make when we were courting.
So here's the rule: two e's if it's a woman, and one if it's a man. So Susanne is my fiancee. And I can't use that excuse anymore.
Chances are that I'll still write a bit gushingly about Susanne from time to time, but I think that's part of my license as an engaged man. I do love her, and I am affectionate toward her, and I am eager to be married to her. Romance is not dead, my friends, even though Susanne emphatically states as much when my body makes noises it never seemed to make when we were courting.
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