I do have marriage on the brain though. My brother called me the other night to tell me that he had proposed to his girlfriend, and I guess I always just assumed they were going to get married, because the news was the equivalent of Eric telling me he brought home ice cream when he did the grocery shopping. Nice piece of news, but not the least bit shocking, and even a little bit redundant. It isn't that I'm not excited for my brother. Oh my gosh, I so totally am. I just expected it, is all. When is the sun going to set? 6:30 or 6:45? It's a little like that.
How was I so sure? Before Stephanie, he was merely a lonesome whipporwhirl. If he were any more down, he'd be a comforter (horriblepunlet'sjustmoveon). After Stephanie, he was fitter, happier, more productive... I may have just quoted a radiohead song, which probably says something about my own state of mind. The point is, and I have a point, my brother seemed to come alive after meeting the love of his life, and that, to me, left events to unfold in only one of two ways. Either my brother would marry this young woman, or he would become a scary cave recluse with a bushy beard, spending the rest of his sad life strumming an out of tune guitar to Hank Williams. I figured he'd so what he could to avoid that.
Stephanie is a perfect fit for Erik, and she's fits perfectly into our family (which I hope does not offend her... I mean that in a good way). She is not easily offended, she's a peacekeeper, and she's not afraid to be goofy. It's sad that those are the qualities required of one who wants to be a Brunner, but hey, I don't make the rules. I just keep my head afloat in them.
It shouldn't matter that the person my brother would choose to spend his life with "fits" but the truth is, it sure does make things easier. When you marry someone, you marry their whole family. I am pretty much the luckiest ever, because the family I married into is composed of my best friends. Not to out any of my other friends, but from what I gather, this is pretty rare. I'm just hoping my family and I don't become the punchline in an in-law joke.
Although I did just call her goofy, which probably isn't helping the cause any.
Anyway, I'm happy for my brother and his sweet fiancee. I wish for them a light and easy engagement, and a marriage of pure joy.
P.S. Could these two be any more hip and young and adorable? Ugh, it's sickening.