06th Jul 2006
Bachelor Party
I attended this evening a bachelor party for an old friend. Mazel tov!
I told my boss about it in advance, and she said she pressumed that meant I’d be in around 11am with puffy eyes. I said I doubt it. Indeed, the nine of us said our goodnights approximately sober before midnight. Most of the evening was spent plumbing the groom-to-be for all details of his youthful indiscretions. Honestly, it was little to blog home about. He’s too accomplished professionally to have actually lived an indiscreet life.
At some point, one of the married among us rallied us to offer marital advice. Although I wasn’t the oldest in the group, I believe it’s correct that I am the longest married: Adi and I celebrated 12 years of more than less marital bliss in May, plus three years of living in sin beforehand.
Here, therefore, is my best advice for a life of domestic harmony:
0) My most obvious (for those who know us well) piece of advice is simply unbloggable, but practically no one would follow it anyway, so nevermind.
1) In any disagreement between your wife and your mother, always side with your wife.
2) My mother told me this soon before we were married, and even though I don’t think she meant it to be explicit advice, it has served us better than anything else I know in the pursuit of happy coupledom: The reason second marriages often work better than first ones is that in first marriages you think you can change the person into the person you want them to be, and in second marriages you just accept them for who they are. (The morale is if you can apply that thinking to first marriages, you’ll be much better off.)
3) Buy her flowers often.
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