My MBF

Just had midday coffee with Married Best Friend. I think I am slightly in love with my MBF, in a very platonic, big-sister kind of way. Always look at her and think: she is a study of marriage. Pros and Cons. What should you forgive/give-up for security purposes? Sure, her husband is short and unattractive and doesn't let her go out to clubs, but he is kind and supportive and does VERY well for himself financially. Is that enough? Should it be? How many guys have I turned down because they were under 5'10, did not have visible muscles, or lacked that elusive and vague "attitude." How many guys that were 6'1 (or higher) with hot arms and chests and that burning look in their eyes have bitterly disappointed me? How many evenings have I spent waiting for that little pink phone to ring?

I am not yet ready to give up quite so much.

Exchange of the Day
MBF: "My (Orthodox Jewish) cousin is complaining about her suitor because he is too blond. He looks very Russian. He has a ski-jump nose."
Me: "He's blond and has a little nose...?"
MBF: "Maybe he's not really Jewish?"
Me: "Too bad she can't make sure!"