![]() When my mother was my age, she was not only long married but already had two preschool-aged children-and I’m the first to get married out of my group of friends. ![]() A year and a half went by between visits and when we returned this past May, everyone was married (and, strangely, all had gained the exact same amount of mid-twenties pudge). In Israel, everyone from my fiancé’s army team got married at basically the same age. Often people are in their mid-thirties before starting families. Although this seems to swing back and forth like a pendulum between the decades, generally, the average age that Americans get married seems to keep getting later and later ( twenty-nine for men, twenty-seven for women). It’s common to think of marriage as just a piece of paper, or unnecessary, or even trite. People live with their significant others for years, sometimes decades, before ( if ever) tying the knot. ![]() ![]() Perhaps it’s my entire generation, or perhaps it’s just my friends specifically (bike-riding, tattoo-covered hipster types), but it seems that marriage has become very uncool. Every table is named after a book, and stacked copies of that book make up most of the table’s centerpiece, and they are also the wedding favors for guests. Partly to be funny and partly because I really love it, for my friends’ table, I chose the book The Marriage Plot-its title the perfect blend of irony and appropriateness. Because I am a huge nerd, for my wedding in September, my theme is books. ![]()
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