My daughter came home from an enjoyable day of work yesterday with something to report. She had lunch with two co-workers – Becca, a 23-year-old who is well on her way to becoming engaged, and Camille, a 26-year-old who is single and wanting desperately to be married.
Camille lamented that her mom and others keep telling her she is too picky, that she’ll never find a husband that way. She was singing my daughter’s song. As the two of them commiserated and considered reassessing their standards, Becca chimed in:
“Don’t change! Stay picky!”
She closed her eyes and paused for a second to come up with a descriptor powerful enough to convey how passionately she felt, then continued with gusto:
“Stay pure and untainted by the DEVIL WORSHIP that is the modern dating scene!”
God bless them all.
Later my daughter added that Camille’s mom often tells Camille that she is looking for someone like her dad and, unfortunately, they don’t make men like him anymore.
“So, great, Camille’s mom got a great husband but too bad for Camille.”
“I don’t think that’s what her mom meant,” I said. “I don’t think she was saying they don’t make good men anymore, I think she was saying men are different now, they’re more girly.” (My daughter knows that by girly I mean hip and metrosexual.)
“There’s nothing wrong with girly men,” my daughter interjected.
“I know, and I know you like girly men, but if Camille’s dad is a manly man and that is what Camille is looking for, she might not find him. I think that’s what her mom was trying to say. They don’t make good manly men anymore, but that doesn’t mean they don’t make good girly men.”