Do you ever wonder when you stop being an official newlywed?

Like, is there some Book of Marriage with a whole chapter devoted to when you are no longer considered a freshly married couple?

Okay, so I’m probably the only person that has time to contemplate the “deep” meanings of life, but I thought I’d post about it anyway.

I’ve heard people say, “You can be newly weds forever!” and totally believe that excitement and giddy feeling can be a lifelong thing, but I do wonder when I “have” to stop saying, “Yeah, it’s because we’re still newlyweds.” I mean, c’mon even if you are an advocate of the newlyweds forever thing, you can’t use the “we’re newlyweds” phrase after 5 years of marriage.

It’s hard to believe, but before I know it our 2 year anniversary will be here! Okay, so it’s still like 5 months away or something, but 2 years of marriage doesn’t really seem to fit in the technical newlywed phase. Am I making any sense at all!?

For example, I no longer obsess over how sad I am that the wedding is over.

It’s been months since I’ve flipped through our wedding album twice a day (probably because I didn’t bring it over here).

And even though I DID bring our wedding video over I have yet to google and fixate over it.

In fact (and you are all going to think I’m a terrible ex-knot addict for writing this), the other night when I was waiting for Will to get home I thought to myself, “I ought to watch our wedding! That would be so nice.” I thought about it for a split second and thought, “Nah… it’s too long. Did I REALLY need 2 songs AND a slide show? Maybe I can just fast forward through some of it… or I could just watch Curb Your Enthusiasm…” and THAT is what I ended up doing!

How horrible is that!? I opted for annoying Larry David over sweet Will, all tuxed up (and I haven’t seen him in once since our wedding). I actually considered fast forwarding parts of the most important moment of my earthly life. Is that illegal or something? Are the Married Police going to take me in for questioning?

You can’t freaking fast forward through your own wedding! Maybe someone else’s but definitely not your own! How horrible is that!?

Okay, it is totally permissible for men (and sorry to stereotype here). Will has the attention span of a 2 year old when it comes to that sort of stuff. For him, the wedding itself meant nothing, it was the MARRIAGE that he cared about (I hope that makes sense- what I mean is that he didn’t care what the flowers looked like or what kind of food we had at the reception, all he cared about was at the end of March 13,2004 we were married.) So, I said all that to say I don’t care to much when he would groan when I’d ask if we could watch our video for the second time in a weekwhen we first got married. But, what a shock out of left field for ME, wedding-lover-Brittny, to actually not want to watch my wedding video and act like a guy. Okay, I’m making a bigger deal out of this, but it goes back to the thing, “Are we still technically newlyweds?”

Last weekend, as we opted to get Fuddruckers and watch movies at home for the second night in a row and I told Will, “I feel like a homebody old married couple… I LOVEit.” Obviously we are no where near the “old couple” stage… but then what ARE we!?

What are all of us couples that are totally used to the fact that our husbands sometimes pee on the seat when they fail to lift the lid, and aren’t shocked to find out he eats our food because he loves us and not because it’s as good as his moms? I love that. I love the fact that I know Will so much more than I did the day we married. I love how comfortable I am with him. He’s like my favorite pair of cozy pants that I will never get rid of and they fit me just right, after all these years. Of course, I still do get that giddiness. I still get butterflies in my stomach when I hear the key enter at the door each night and I get to greet Will. I guess we are like “tweeners” we are past that initial lusty everything is so new and I’m seeing you through rose colored you can do no wrong glasses stage, but we are no where near the experiences the beautiful 70 year old couple that has spent the last 50 years loving and knowing eachother.

I guess it doesn’t matter what stage of “marriedness” we are in, when it comes down to it we love where we are and that is all that counts. I guess I just sort of ponder from time to time the silly technicality of when I can’t claim “newlywedhood“ any longer.

So now that I’ve got your brain flowing for Monday morning- get to work!!

Have a good day back.