Yet another of my friends got engaged over the weekend. I'm now a member of a dwindling group. One of my old friends from sports, Brady, texted me and told me he's now engaged. I haven't met her yet, but by the pictures I've seen she's probably
Of my core group of friends Brady and I probably hung out the least, he's kind of my opposite in terms of personality, but I guess everyone has a friend like that. It's another reminder that I'm getting on in years by Utah Time. Which reminds me, I need to write Hannah and remind her she'll be 23 when she gets home, which means she'll be an old-maid, and probably the oldest unmarried girl I'll know by that time. I like to keep her spirits up in the field with those kind of anecdotes.
I took a bunch of pictures I got from Hannah home to show the folks. I was still wary after the last picture I showed my mother. But this one went well, she loved seeing Hannah out in the field. My mom is a bit of a feminist, so she really loves when I date those girls that do things. I've often joked that the best thing my mom will see out of my marriage is getting that new daughter. Also I'm well aware that my future relationship with my mother depends almost entirely on the type of woman I choose to marry...
It's crazy to think that I'm already older than my sister and brother-in-law were when they got married. I mean, thinking about myself relative to other people really makes me feel like I'm getting old and missing out. Luckily the ladies at work keep me grounded every day by reminding me that at 23 I'm still a baby. Thanks work ladies!