OK, Russ, given how much I’ve been hounding you, I guess I owe you a prompt reply.
But not before I say, how ’bout that Mad Men? I loved the wacky corporate caper plot. And boy oh boy, I’m so over feeling sympathy for Betty. This is a case where Dan Savage’s advice might have been useful: just have the affair, Betty, get it out of your system, and don’t ruin your kids’ lives. Because, eek, is that guy really going to be poor Sally’s stepdad? You don’t even know him! It’s just too awful to contemplate, although he’s probably going to deserve what he gets from that kid, who has gotten so. awesome. this season.
OK. Now on to your questions about Facebook PDA. You’re right that I am, perhaps unfairly and irrationally, suspicious of excessive displays of affection — at least among non-brand-spanking-new couples (I’m putting you on notice, Russ). It’s a bit like those meta-conversations you and I discussed recently: when two people have recently gotten together, they can be delightful; if you’re having a talk with your spouse of 20 years about the state of your relationship, though, chances are things aren’t going too well. Now, I don’t require that couples restrict their public interactions to incessant bickering and mockery (I guess it’s more of a recommendation?) but I do admit that I raise an eyebrow over too-frequent “I sure love my awesome hubby” posts. Because, like, shouldn’t that go without saying? It’s like men who always introduce their wives as “my beautiful wife.” I know, I know, every couple is different, but let’s just say that in my marriage, that might be cause for a meta-conversation.
So what should you and — uh oh, I don’t feel right about coming up with a nickname for your new lady love — do, Russ? Be exactly like me. I mean, you could do worse, right? Because, darn it, I just love my handsome hubby.
Or, you know, better yet, be like this.