Comme des Enfants

2/28/2014 The Lady 0 Comments

"A girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then." -Pride & Prejudice

I hardly know what to say. I hardly know what is happening. 

I still cannot decide on a pseudonym for that man that I met. Nothing sounds right. Nothing suits him. He is merely "him". 

It has officially been a week since he asked if "I would like to go out sometime," but sometime has yet to happen. Perhaps I have been overanxious for that first date to occur, but I wish that I had any sort of idea when "sometime" might be. I suppose there is no rush, no hurry, no reason to wonder. But at the same time I do. I do rush, I do hurry, I do wonder. 

We have been texting each other every day. (Somehow I'm the sort of girl that guys text. I am not sure what it is about me, but it's whatevs). We text every day. Little things. Big things. Family. Religion. Books. Music. Careers. Everything we can think of. I never have to try to pull information out of him, he offers it readily. He talks more than I do. We're like children. A little unsure of ourselves; awkward at times, but giddy. We're foolish. Joking too much and laughing too much. I am happy when I talk to him, naively happy. 

But many things remain, 
The Lady


We are The Anti-Austens, a collective of feisty, young Latter-Day Saints endowed with old-fashioned sensibilities (acquired through our Mormon upbringing and extensive reading of Jane Austen novels) trudging our way through the modern dating scene. Our blog was first created in 2010 and based in the Latter-Day Saint epicenter of marriage: Brigham Young University. Since its creation, the blog has seen many writers come and go, but those of us who remain continue vigilant in our quest for a gentleman happily blessed with our ideal qualities. For a few of us, that quest has led us away from our original hunting ground (BYU) on to hopefully greener--and considerably less overwhelmed--pastures.

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