Till Death Do Us Part...and Maybe Longer

OK, in addition to the fact that I love Bryant more and more each day (ala, "I love you more today than yesterday, but not as much as tomorrow..."), and we have a wonderful son together who makes my world turn, and I'm so happy to wake up to my life each morning, I have just been reminded, by some of the single girls in the office, why I am so happy I am married. I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO NEED TO GO CLUBBING! OMG! We were just discussing the proper attire to go to clubs, and, may I just tell you, I don't fit the bill. First and foremost, you have to wear high heels. Ummm, I can barely make it through a black tie evening in those Torture Twins, much less a night of drinking, dancing, and debauchery. Right away, I would have to pray for tall guys with bad peripheral vision and poor lighting. I've never really been on the cutting edge of fashion, and I have definitely retreated even more since I've been married, but after talking with these girls, I'm afraid there is absolutely NOTHING in my closet that would "work" at the clubs (and there probably never was). Even my undergarments would be laughed at. This, along with all the love-dovey and baby stuff of course, is why I am so glad I'm married, why I'm so glad Bryant is happy with me without "clubbing" clothes, and why you will never catch me grinding on a pole to the beat of the thumping at City Bar!