It's bad enough that the family constantly reminds us of the impending doom (*ehek* i meant to say FUTURE!!) called marriage. It's real, real bad when the OB-GYN reminds us of the "tick-tock-tick-tock" of the biological clock, and certain hormonal issues. But what really saks to the high heavens is when you have friends that are swinging singletons one moment, and as soon as the marriage contract is signed... they turn into smug marrieds.

Yes, yes... you might be a wee concerned that we might be on the road to spinsterhood, but you end up sounding smug, annoying, condescending, insulting, and a bit smug (hrmmm... i think i *did* already mention smug!). For the sake of friendship and our (singletons, not you dimwit) sanity, please act like a good friend... talk about the weather, Ruffa's marriage (or the destruction of it, her biggest claim to fame), your work, the food that we're being served, or the cute guy that you have been eyeing since you got in...

It's bad enough for people with relationships that aren't married (yet), how do you think you sound like to your friends who are NOBSB (no boyfriend since birth... or it's corresponding no girlfriend since birth...) or even to your friends that are currently NOT in a romantic relationship? Smugly gushing on how poopie soiled diapers improving your love with your wifey? Or, how the hubby has proven how much he loves you by sniffing your armpits after a workout... thus, proving how much he loves you more now that you are married. Argh. We have enough insecurities and neuroses, don't add to it. The pressure is on us... to be thin and appealing (so we can catch the man)... We also have work pressures to live through, the 9-6 job where you have to prove yourself to your boss and the people you work with. There's also the pressure to be a good daughter (or, son... or both??). And, of course, the push towards marriage.

Smug Marrieds... The grass ain't greener from where I am standing. Let me be... for the love of *bleep-bleep* (insert some form of profanity here)... I know you have your problems... We have our problems... So, just shut up! Have fun! Enjoy the moments that you are free from the shackles of marriage... or most likely, free from diaper changing duties or watching Barney (Eee-Yuckkkk).

We singletons are enjoying life in our terms. Our time will come. No one wants to be alone. And, I think no one likes to be discovered dead at home eaten by Alsatians. Most people would like to be with someone, though there will be some that will be content living with cats... but that's another story. When the time comes that we need to take that big leap (marriage, not life with cats)... hold our hands and be there for us. It's all about respect beybeeh!