grown-ups: marriage

As a kid I believed that "HONEYMOON" is the name of a country where married people go. I tried searching for a place named "HONEYMOON" in my atlas book and even though I could not find it I thought the place was so beautiful that it was kept a secret until you get married. I used to write "HONEMOON" under the letter "H" while playing (Name, Place, Animal, Thing.)I also believed that this place was famous because the "moon" must look more beautiful from there and the country was really prosperous because you could find "honey" in abundance over there.

When I was younger I used to believe that the first time two people could kiss was at their wedding, because the pastor gave the groom permission to finally "kiss the bride."

When I was little, I used to think that you had to get married to live together. My cousin (who was my best friend) and I decided we wanted to get married, because after all how much fun would it be to be able to hang out all the time?

My dad always told me that if you fought with someone you were dating, that you would REALLY fight if you got married. So the first time my first boyfriend and I had a (very minor) disagreement, I broke up with him. Sorry Keith!

My parents marriage was very volatile when I was little. I remember once overhearing a conversation between Mom and my older sister. Mom whispered that Daddy was stepping out on her. I instantly pictured Daddy with big long rubbery legs, taking great big steps down the road and remember wondering what was so wrong with that.

This is a weird one, but I used to believe that when a couple got married, they got new phone numbers (given to them by angels, of course) with numbers that match.

When I was little, I was watching a television show in which the teenage
daughter was pregnant. I remember thinking, "That's stupid, you can't be
pregnant if you aren't married!" My parents, of course, had told me that
being married was a prerequisite of having children, and I took that
literally.

I used to think that only people who looked alike could get married. IE: a boy with black hair could only marry a girl if she had the same color hair... so weird.

When I was a tot I used to believe that when my parents got married, they were handed my two brothers and myself up at the altar, and that's how they got us. I used to have visions of the 5 of us walking down the aisle together hand in hand, with me in my dad's arms.

I used to think that it was against the law to marry anyone who didn't look like you. I think I thought that because the kids always looked like the parents and no-one would know who you were if your parents didn't look alike. Thank God it's not like that!

I used to think that I would get married for sure and have to kids, a boy and girl and it would be that easy for that to happen.

I used to think that I would do absolutely anything for my wife/girlfriend, even if she hurt my feelings and I would get her anything she wanted. When I think about this now it kind of sounds like I would be smothering her a little bit.

I used to think the word honeymoon referred to an engaged couple romantically staring at the moon, and saying 'ok, honey, we'll go to Spain or wherever!'

At the age of 5, I was chosed to be the flower girl for my Aunt Margaret. I was very concerned the night of the Wedding Rehearsal... when I heard the Pastor talk about "biting love".

I wanted to get my dear Aunt out of there, and away from that bad man that was telling her husband-to-be to bite her!!!

This could also apply to law, but whatever. When i was a kid i thought it was illegal for a woman to smile or show any sign of happiness while she was getting married. I thought this till i was 12. the explanation is that in my culture woman are supposed to be serious at weddings cause theyre leaving there family. I've only been to muslim weddings, so.

I used to believe…

for some reason i made an association between hot air balloon and honey moon.
so till i was at leat 10, i believed everyone going on their honey moon was going floating off in a hotairballoon.

When I was really young, I didn't realize that the kind of love that married couples had for each other was different than how people feel towards their parents or siblings, so I thought it would be perfectly fine and normal for closely-related family members to get married. When I was around four, I decided that my Barbie doll wanted to marry her dad, and when I told my mom, she told me that people couldn't do that. But I couldn't understand why.