I have been obsessed these last couple weeks with everything wedding, marriage and babies. I even dragged my friend around this funky shopping district looking for rings to look at! Found some pretty ones, I'm really starting to like these champagne-colored diamonds. I've also got a bunch of rings bookmarked on my computer, some retro, some the classic solitary diamond in a platinum setting. I don't know if this platinum thing is new, but I really love silver.
I've even gone more wedding crazy recently. Some of my boyfriend's friends are getting married, and they had some massive wedding talk the other day. So, of course, this morning I go surfing the net for wedding planning sites, registered with one, picked a wedding date and started updating my to do list. Yes, I know, I'm a nut job. I've also started looking at engagement rings and cakes and a bit at dresses.
As for babies, I don't know. Sometimes I want them. Other times, they just seem like a pain in the ass. I know my boyfriend wants kids, as many as he can afford he says, but I don't know if I want to dedicate my life to someone like that. The mother is the one who loses all her freedom and identity in the process...
