As the
weather warms up I am reminded that Spring has sprung and love is in the air.
The wedding season is hitting full swing, and romance is everywhere.
Makes me
ponder how long it'll be before my Beloved and I are meeting our offspring's prospective
partners. Or chasing them off. (I swear,
as soon as he saw we were having a girl, my Beloved considered getting a gun!)
Both kids are
still young enough that their thoughts haven't turned to romance just yet. Some
of their friends have ventured down that track. But my little girl is still
happy playing with dolls and my little boy is still happy with his first love:
his mum.
It's adorable
really, as the saying goes: a mother is her son's first friend, first kiss, and
first love. And we've all heard that old
chestnut about girls marrying their father in a Freudian kind of way (Guilty,
as charged).
And while
people seem to be getting younger and younger when they start all this dating
and more, we are sure (or maybe just hopeful) that ours aren't old enough just yet.
Like a lot of
other stuff that's been around for centuries, the youth of today think they've discovered
friendship and love, and created the language to go with it, what with all the BFFs,
LOLs, LMAOs, and ROFLs (although I must admit to wishing I was still young
enough myself to actually physically Roll on the Floor to Laugh, without the
worry of whether I could get back up again). But OMG, for example, first
appeared in 1917. British admiral John Arbuthnot Fisher first
penned the acronym in a letter to the then-UK PM Winston Churchill. I guess long hand was a bit of a bother with
quills and things.
And since Newspaper
classifieds charge by the word, people were being inventive back when they
first started spruiking themselves in the Singles section of the paper. For
those who've never had the need, or the novelty of reading them here's a bit of
shorthand for what people want:
SW/M (or F) =
Single White Male (or Female)
GSOH = Good
Sense of Humour
DDF = Drug
& Disease Free
BBW = Big
Breasted Woman (well we know who'd be writing that one, don't we, since there's
no alternative saying BPM?!)
IPT = Is
Partial To
WLTM = Would
Like To Meet
AL = Animal
Lover
NK = No kids
NSA = No
Strings Attached
Even the head
of the Holy Catholic Church has had first (ok second) hand experience with the
Singles section of the paper... I read recently that Pope Benedict XVI and his
brother, 82 year old Father Georg Ratzinger, were surprised to learn that their
parents met through an ad their father had placed in local Catholic weekly, Liebfraubote, if you can believe the
London Times.
According to
the report, Joseph Ratzinger Senior's July 1920 ad read: “Middle-ranking civil servant, single, Catholic, 43, immaculate past,
from the country, is looking for a good Catholic, pure girl who can cook well,
tackle all household chores, with a talent for sewing and homemaking with a
view to marriage as soon as possible. Fortune desirable but not a precondition.”
36 year old Maria Peintner, an illegitimate baker’s daughter and a trained cook, replied. Word is she did not have a fortune, but they married four months later anyway. No mention was made of whether she was a BBW or not.
36 year old Maria Peintner, an illegitimate baker’s daughter and a trained cook, replied. Word is she did not have a fortune, but they married four months later anyway. No mention was made of whether she was a BBW or not.
On a side
note: I do wonder what it says that both their offspring chose the celibate
life of the clergy...
And dating
sites have been around almost since Adam was a baby. I am sure I saw an ancient
cave drawing that seemed to suggest 'SW/M WTLM AL, to go Clubbing with'.
(Insert groans here.)
So I
shouldn't have been surprised when my son said: "You're my ideal woman. If
you and I both went on eharmony.com you would be the first match they recommend
for me."
My Beloved
was flabbergasted that our boy knew what eHarmony was - he obviously hasn't
spent as much 'quality time' in front of the television as I have with the
kids. (Seriously, between ads for dating services and funeral plans, it's a
wonder there's time for any actual programming on TV!)
After the
laughter (from me) and the accusations of hurt feelings (from my son) died down
I explained that it would be highly unlikely that both of us would be on any
dating site at the same time, seeing how I'm already married....to his father! Besides that, the age difference could prove a
problem (for the record, my son says he wouldn't mind that, as long as she was
like me. I see trouble with Cougars in our future).
For now all I
can do is wait and see if my son does find someone like me to marry. And I can
pray that he doesn't. Because I'm not sure she and me would get along.
And if my
daughter marries a man like her father, well I'll be wishing her luck and keep
the box of bandaids handy.
I'll keep 'em
next to the shotgun.
Jx
©2012
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