Secret Single Behavior

Marriage or cohabitation is often a shift from teenage grazing or cooking for one to establishing a family identity.  It brings together two independent food choice systems to be coupled as one joint system.
— Amelia Lake

This title comes from an episode of Sex and the City where Carrie moves in with her boyfriend and laments the lack of personal space and time.  She says she can’t engage in her secret single behavior anymore – you know, the stuff you did at home alone when you were single and living on your own.  In Carrie’s case, her SSB was eating crackers and jelly; Miranda’s was deep conditioning her hands while watching infomercials; Charlotte’s was examining her pores for an hour every night before she went to bed; Samantha claimed to have no secret single behaviors.

I sure did, though, and not all of them I’m willing to share with you, but here’s a few I’ve come up with:

  • eating macaroni and cheese from a box – David loves Velveeta Shells and Cheese, but I don’t think I’ve had Kraft Mac and Cheese since we started dating, mostly because I can eat a whole box in one sitting, and no one needs to see that!
  • watching marathons of whatever cheesy show is on TLC on the weekends – my favorite is Say Yes to the Dress
  • watching the E! red carpet coverage – all of it, from noon to 6 – for every major awards show (except the Grammys).  Now I mostly just watch a half hour before hand and then the show itself
  • buying Pillsbury raw cookie dough and eating it right out of the package

What about you?


2 thoughts on “Secret Single Behavior

  1. A lot of my single stuff involved eating whatever weird thing I wanted, whenever I wanted. But also I could drop stuff all over my apartment and not clean up after myself until it got sort of like “Clean House” if I wanted. And when I got home from work I could do absolutely nothing if I wanted rather than having to make dinner for two. Sigh. I miss those days!

  2. Most of mine are weird food-related stuff, too, now that I think about it. And not having to worry about anyone else enjoying whatever dinner I’m craving was a nice one, too.

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