A few reflections on single life in P-town...

As a disclaimer this post is not meant as an outlet for whining. As a rule, I don't whine. It's obnoxious and I get sick of myself very quickly when I do. This post is a compilation of my observations as quite possibly the only one of my close friends who does not have a significant other. Every spring it seems as though the magnetic forces of mating season suddenly leap into action, particularly in Utah Country. For the past month I have not received a single scrap of mail that was not a wedding announcement or bridal shower invitation. My refrigerator is covered in pictures of people that I know looking lovingly into each others eyes, surrounded by swirly writing. It's great don't get me wrong. I love that they're all in love. Really I do. I love walking through the mall and seeing the jewelry counters mobbed by eager looking girls and love sick guys. I adore strolling through the park and seeing the many couples (bleh, I can't believe that I just used that word...) cuddled up on blankets, whispering sweet nothings in each others ears. I look forward to attending each and everyone of my friend's wedding receptions (that part really is true. I love wedding receptions), but what I find particularly interesting is that when you are not attached to someone else you suddenly become invisible. Some couples are better about this than others, as in they refrain from whispering intimately to each other and sneaking little kisses (AS YOU SIT RIGHT NEXT TO THEM) there by completely forgetting that anyone else is in the room. Really people? Isn't that what the back seat of the car is for? I mean come on. We know that you're in love, and not one is begrudging you that. Congrats, your gold stars are on the way. But if you really want to be alone LEAVE YOUR FRIEND'S APARTMENT AND GO FOR A WALK. That's why walks were invented. To save your poor single friends from killing you. It is for your safety and well being to get up off the couch and go for a walk. Especially if you have taken over a friend's couch for your cuddle session. Okay rant over.