I was in Victoria’s Secret last night, waiting in line to make a purchase. A woman ahead of me, at the register, was having an animated discussion with the clerk. The transaction ended, the woman walked away, and I stepped to the counter.

The employee apologized to me for the wait but explained the woman was getting married. Apparently, she had just received a phone call from her fiance who told her to “pack warm,” they were getting married, so the woman was rushing to buy a few things before she departed for who-knows-where to get married!

Obviously, my situation is very different. Personal beliefs aside, with eight children between us whose lives will be impacted by our marriage, Bachelor #5 and I don’t feel we can run off and marry; we need (and want) to share it with our children. However, I couldn’t help comparing the woman’s situation to my engagement.

Mine’s more like this:

“No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage, which they will climb incontinent, or else be incontinent before marriage.” (William Shakespeare)

Sounds like that engagement was lasting at least as long as mine to Bachelor #5!

You can DEPEND(s) on it.

I just hope I don’t have to.