Mrs. GS was 18 when we got married, and we are pushing 34 years. She has not acquired any formal post high school education. I attended 1 year of college. Oh well.

There are always the exceptions that make the rule.

And I think congratulations are in order. Way to go, GS!

With noted exceptions, I think a bare minimum of five years life experience doing anything to get (preferably not stationed in your parents basement) to get some idea of who you are is a good idea thinking about ma mar ri marr

\sorry just couldn’t get that last word out

Neither, apparently, can Spazmo. Sigh.

I may be off-base, but I’ve always found smart girls (especially creative type smart) more appealing than airheads. Eye candy can’t take you too far in a conversation.

From LP’s last comment, it seems wedding bells may be in the offing! Woo-hoo! Can we get a group discount somewhere in Baltimore? Don’t need a pool, but a bar with draft beer would be nice.

Wedding bells? You’re hearing something I’m not. Anyway, my best friend’s only legally available to marry me in NY, so if I ever do get married, it’d have to be there.

Which is to say, my friend can only officiate weddings in NY, according to the terms of her not-completely-fake minister’s license.

As the Holy SubPope of the Church of Bob, I can do it anywhere, and with anything. And I’d love to do it with you and Spazmo (wow, did that turn out wrong!)

Marry him, breed, and give me an excuse to ply my Toaster Oven onto someone else. Don’t do it for you, do it for us.