Funny recollection that Bryan reminded me of yesterday as a result of the Marriage class. There was a period of time after Bryan and I got engaged when we agreed to not be physical – reduce probabilities of doing stuff neither of us rationally wanted to be doing prior to marriage. But I was terrified that Bryan’s willingness to do this might be an indication that he was really gay or something (I mean, he was 36 and I was only the third girl he’d ever kissed…). So I expressed my concern that, after marriage, he might not be interested in sex. Being the data-driven man he often is, his reply was, “And what about that would bother you?”

Hah!