So, this morning, someone is knocking at my door. It’s one of the guys who is re-doing the driveway and apparently, according to this man who is three feet shorter than I and twenty years older, we are going out next week, he will marry me, and we are going to start a family together.

Wow. I always thought I’d at least know the father of my future children’s name first.

Men. Pay attention.

Do not assume because a woman is polite to you that she intends to run off with you and have your babies. You are only setting yourself up for failure.

And, if at any time during your assumption, she starts to laugh at you, just stop talking and walk away.