Picture it: Dinner at nearby chain restaurant (I freaking hate chain restaurants, but we were unable to agree on an acceptable location).

Him: You look cute today

Me: Thanks! This is my new pencil skirt from J.Crew and I LOVE IT.

Him: Aren’t you worried that you’re getting close to being too old to shop at J.Crew.

Me: Blank Stare, and perhaps some tears.

Remind me to tell him about Lauren Hutton.

There’s really no way to write this without sounding like a selfish bitch. So, I’ll just admit it now: I’m a selfish bitch.

I mentioned yesterday that I had a Bachelorette Party to go to, and I went and had a lovely time. My girlfriends are fantastic and I’m so lucky to have them in my life. I’m also thrilled that my friend has found someone to share her life with. He’s a fantastic guy and they are wonderful together.

But, throughout the course of the night, there was a tiny voice in my head that said, “This should be you. You should be the one getting married.” We played a little Bride and Groom trivia game at the party and one of the questions was related to the length of time the couple has been dating. And, guess what? They’ve been dating for 2 months less than Bill and I. Another friend at the party is also engaged. Same story. The big fat baby inside of me is screaming, “But it’s not FAIR!”

I’ll say this: I have a fantastic relationship with my boyfriend. We do not fight. We’ve not “taken breaks” (what the hell? if you need a break, maybe you shouldn’t be together). Anyway, I’m pleased with the pace we’re moving at and I’m not in any rush to get married, but every so often, this tiny voice gets to me.

I often tell people just how FANTASTIC it is to live alone. I can put my pajamas on the second I get home from work. I can eat popcorn for dinner. I can sleep in the middle of the bed. I can watch E! all day long (but, let’s be honest, my boyfriend enjoys the same crap tv shows as I do, so he’s often watching right along with me). But, just as soon as I’m done singing the praises of living alone, someone will ask, “So, when are you two getting married?”

I’ll just answer that right now, so that I can refer people to this blog post. It’s really none of your business. So, stop asking. You’ll know when we’re getting married when I call/text/email you to tell you we’re engaged. Harsh? Maybe, but I have certain friends who are just curious, and I have certain friends who are passive aggressively asking me something that they know will bother me. I kind of look at is as rubbing it in that I’m not.

I don’t really know what I’m getting at here. Other than, I’m jealous that I’m not engaged. It’s my turn.

• First things first, have you entered to win a $100 Visa Gift Card from SmartFood? Head over to my review blog to enter.
• The past couple of weeks have been really, really ridiculously busy.
• This weekend, I am EXTRA THRILLED as the boy is out of town and I have most of the weekend to myself.
• On the agenda (subject to change): Pedicure, Gossip Girl, JCrew.com, Pink Wine, Real Housewives of New Jersey, cheese and bread, etc.
• The only things I absolutely HAVE to do this weekend are: Eye Doctor (which maybe I should think about getting dressed for), Bachelorette Party, and get 2 workouts in.
• Speaking of this bachelorette party, I’m stumped on a gift. This is her 2nd marriage, she didn’t register and this supposedly is a combined bridal shower/bachelorette party. I’m inclined to say screw it and just bring a card, but I don’t want to look like a cheap jackass.
• Guess where I went yesterday? Crater Lake, that’s where.
• I’d not been to Crater Lake since I was about 12, and I was WAY more impressed this time.
• My last visit was with my Great Aunt & Uncle and my cousin Lisa and I remember really wanting to get back into the RV to read my book.
• Anyway, Crater Lake was awesome. You should go look at my photos, and then you should go to Crater Lake.
• And, oh look… it’s time for my eye appointment.
• Have a great weekend, darlings!