Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Getting Married...

...don't worry, not that it's on my horizon anytime soon, but since three or four friends have gotten married or engaged this year, I've been giving it some thought.

I'm not really at the point yet in my life where I'm longing to be to be married. I don't want to deal with the responsibilities of a marriage, or even think about children yet. Recently I've been warming up to the idea of pursuing a career for a while before I pursue family. Most of the time I'm glad I'm single.

I do think marriage would be really good for me. I mean, one of those sanctifying, character-deepening things that would help me become the person I am supposed to be. Not that I'm thinking of marriage only in terms of the benefits to me, but I have this suspicious feeling that marriage would really do the trick in terms of exercising my good qualities and weeding out my shortcomings...so I'm thinking God probably has marriage in mind for me at some point.

Anyway, we'll see when the time comes. For now, here's way too many wedding toppers. I really hate these things, even the perfectly nice ones. I think they're terribly corny and I wouldn't want one on my wedding cake. But here's some funny ones:





















Ok, I think I've spent quite enough time harvesting those from around the Internet. 'Till death do us part,

~Leah

4 comments:

Zita Louise said...

Have I ever told you that my parents rode away from their wedding on a bicycle built for two? I'll have to send you a photo.
The penguin reminds me of a song... but most things do :D

Anonymous said...

its so nice :)

Leah said...

I don't think you told me that, Karen, but you know for some reason when I found that bicycle one it reminded me of you...maybe you blogged about your dad and bicycles before^^

Arukiyomi - the spreadsheet guy said...

like kids, marriage is neither good nor bad... just different. Companionship takes decades to achieve, and unity... if you ever get there... will take longer. The more you love your partner, the less need for unity there is... and the less you strive for it.

my scrapings from the barrel of marriage after 15 years ;-)