A few days ago someone commented on Dawg’s post about me meeting The Steff (after 11 months of me and Dawg dating and 4.5 months of me and Dawg living under the same roof) that it seemed like things between us were getting serious. That comment confused me.
I was supposed to meet Steff way back when I first got to New York Ciy, maybe even before that when I still lived in Vermont, actually, but she is a workaholic trying to make enough money to afford a wedding in February so it hadn’t worked out for me to meet her. I met The Donkey a bunch, and The Terrorist, and KC, and Kash, and X, all best friends of Dawg as well. To be honest, by the time I did meet Steff it really wasn’t any kind of big deal to me. The only reason I got to meet her is because she needed help moving, otherwise it’s pretty likely I wouldn’t have met her until her wedding day in February. That’s just the way things are here — life is busy for everyone. I’m happy to have finally met her, she seems nice, I’m happy for her and Donkey getting to move in together, and I’m excited to go over for dinner, but that’s that. It was a much bigger deal to me when I met Dawg’s mom and dad. An equally huge deal when I met Dawg’s favorite aunt. A huger deal still when I met his ex-wife Pudding, Pudding’s SO, and especially The Wolves in New Jersey. And, for me personally, it was the biggest deal of all when Dawg took me to see Puppy.
I never thought that someone coming into our story part way through would see us as anything but very serious with one another. We’ve both made personal sacrifices to be in each other’s lives and, as far as I’m concerned, we both meant it when we said we see each other sitting in rocking chairs together, holding hands, enjoying the view from our porch when we’re retired.
Perhaps it’s confusing to the outside world that we aren’t engaged or married, don’t have human children together, don’t own a house or cars or a boat together… perhaps societal perception of a solid and lasting relationship is clouding people’s view of our commitment to one another.
That’s cool. That’s fine. But what you see between us is not a high school romance that ends when one of us has a tantrum — it’s the real deal. I love him with all my heart, and he tries to convince me every day that he loves me just a little bit more than I love him. Which is, of course, impossible; we love each equally infinitely. And through good times and bad we’ll be there for each other. Seems pretty serious to me. :smiles:
Any and all pictures that show the two of you together clearly show that what you have isn’t only serious, it’s entirely right. I don’t believe in fate or things of that nature, so I won’t use the term “meant to be“, but damn if it doesn’t fit.
So yeah, “getting serious” seems like a rather unobservant remark.
I know from vast personal experience what you mean. People are constantly asking if we’re getting married soon and that sort of thing. I don’t feel the need to validate my relationship by anyone’s standards other than my own and mike’s.
Keep on doing what you’re doing, you both seem so happy.
Yeah… about this rocking chair thing… I’ve determined it needs to be a screened in porch. I am a delicacy to mosquitoes right now… so I imagine that as I get older… I’ll get better.
And we need an ice coffee maker there too. With cream. And Splenda.
kaithxbai
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What’s this tries bullshit? The Power of Dawg convinces you. Nightly.
I say do what works for you guys – and it seems to be working like a mofo!
i think it is clear and quite evident how “real” and in love you two are, even seeing you two not from the beginning. (and i was one of the people who hadn’t really read you too much before the big reveal, so i think i might fit into that category.) once it is known that you two are a couple it is so very easy to see the love, the true love, between you two. i can’t believe that anyone needs a ceremony or house in two names to know that a commitment has been made between you and dawg. while i am tend to be cynical when it comes to marriage, i very easily see you two holding hands in those rocking chairs. and honestly, how you freely love, even if others find it “squishy” (because THEY have the issue) is one of my favorite things about you.
Oh, you mean this isn’t some causal fling?
It makes me so happy seeing the two of you happy. And there is no doubt about that rocking chair thing.
I do know the feeling though, to be questioned about something about which I am absolutely certain–it’s weird, after everything, to be asked ‘Do you think you all will get married?’ which I was asked just yesterday. I just smiled and said ‘Yes’
*giggling at Adam*
Smooch
You’re dating someone – I didn’t know that. No one would ever think you were in a serious relationship – unless they read your blog, or Dawg’s blog or met you or breathed
You are the perfect couple and annoying cute.
I’m actually nervous for the kidnapping of the Poppy that you will be Dawgless for 2 nights.
You know The Man and I aren’t married. (We aren’t religious, up here, there’s no reason to get married for legal purposes.) We’ve been together almost 17 years. We have a house and a car, and most magnificent of all we have The Boy. Yet, people still ask when we’re going to make a commitment. Like duh!
Every photo I’ve seen of the two of you shows a dedicated couple who are very much in love — I don’t think you can fake that.) Fuck ‘em, fuck what they say…
I am with Dawg – screened porches are much better!
You two seem pretty obviously serious to me!
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I’m so pathetic. I had to go to that entry and see who said it. Ahem.
I never thought of you two as anything BUT super serious. Like, with cherries on top.
you know… you two have the type of (public) relationship that some people (ok me) wish for… (what I know, anyway)… I guess sometimes that just isn’t enough for others… I don’t get it.
Creature, yes, exactly. And I do believe in fate, in that we make choices that culminate in us choosing our fate.
Empanada, I saw your comment about having babies after Avi pushes one out. Ouch.
Dawg, I’m alllllll for the screened in porch. Mosquitoes have me on speed dial. And, no baby, we need a BARISTA who can make both Dunkin’ Donuts and Starbucks. :winks: (And, what happens every day when you TRY to convince me you love me more? I only give in when I say “it’s not true, but ok.”)
Robin, I think Dawg and I are both stubborn enough to never even think of doing it some other way than how we want. :grins:
Hola, huh, I’d never thought about the PDA aspect bothering people. I just know that nothing else in the world exists to me when he pulls me to him in a crowded mall or on a crowded street or at a crowded party. I don’t even care that we’re being squishy because I am not aware of anyone else even looking. It’s certainly not for show. To me it’s just a normal part of us.
Avi, don’t be a hater just cuz Dawgy is all MINE. :pfft:
Turn, the next time someone asks me that question I’m going to answer “how much do you weigh?”
Sparky, don’t forget — Dawg and I used to live in different states and would go two weeks or more (once we had to go 3 whole weeks, ack!) without seeing each other. We’ll be fine.
Nat, I personally don’t know how to fake that, so I can honestly say it’s the real deal. And I agree about “fuck what they say.”
Sybil, we are sillilly serious about one another.
Tori, what you see here is who we really are. We are who we are, no show. I think that’s what helps us to be so happy together — no pretending we are someone we’re not.
Could it have been tongue-in-cheek? Kind of like when I lived through my first blizzard (from the safe, warm confines of a house) last year, and heaven knows how many people chuckled at me and went, “Welcome to Canada! Are you cold yet?” even though I’d already been living here for a year and a half.
But no matter what anyone says, all they have to do is look at you and Dawg and know that yes, it is serious.
They probably haven’t really been paying attention. And in the long term, it doesn’t matter what others think about your relationship.
(But geez, they should look at the picures sometime or something!)
Awww.
Crap. That wasn’t me that said that on Dawg’s blog, was it? I’m always saying ill thought out stuff… now, I have to go check… But, anyway, I took you guys “seriously” the moment I met you. I just *knew* by the way you were with each other that you were the real deal.
So funny you posted this. I kinda thought the same thing when I read your blog. Like, really? Just because you met one of his BFF’s that means you guys are finally serious? I thought the moving in thing meant you guys were serious. But then again, what do I know? When I first met my hubby I thought he’d just make a good rebound. Ten years later… he’s the BEST rebound I’ve ever had.
Ok, so you obviously know that as a reader I haven’t read your blog when you weren’t with Dawg so I’ve never seen anything other than your love for each other.
But being the super young kid that I am (ahem. I know nothing of life experiences) the fact that you were willing to move from Vermont to New York (I got that right, didn’t I?) would speak volumes of the ‘seriousness’ of your relationship.
Ok. end babble.
So I wasn’t around when you and Dawg started getting all lovey dovey so if you could point me in the direction of some type of post that kinda makes everything official – I’d appreciate it. Your “love story” intrigues me!
You guys are so freakin’ cute it kinda makes me nauseous. But it’s cool because, well, you’re Poppy and you could totally kick my ass – what with you being a Hardcore Transplant New Yorker and all.