Maybe views change when you hit your thirties. Maybe every woman becomes a desperate, husband-seeking cougar ready to pounce on the first single man that crosses her path, bald with halitosis or not.

Remember that episode of Sex and the City, when Samantha, rather than being alone and feeling bad about herself, starts dating the Turtle, a short balding man with a horrid sense of style and bad breath? Samantha, thinking she can change the man for the better, starts dressing him in nice clothes and taking him to beauty salons, but she soon realizes he hasn't changed his quirky food habits on the inside. Instead of settling for the Turtle and being unsatisfied in the relationship, she walks away and is better off without.

Gottlieb also compares marriage to running a business: "[It] isn't a passion-fest," she writes. "It's more like a partnership formed to run a very small, mundane, and often boring nonprofit business." It isn't the 1950's anymore. We don't marry for convenience. She goes on to say that your husband is basically there to take out the garbage and give you a second income and is basically there so you can spend less time working and spend more time with your child, which of course, isn't a bad thing. I'm twenty-five, never been married, and yet I know damn well there is more to marriage than that.

"Those who marry with great expectations become more disillusioned with each passing year." Oh Lori, please stop! I'm not sure how such a beautiful and talented woman got to be so cynical about marriage and relationships. Apparently it doesn't even matter if two people were madly in love with each other when they met, it's destined that the love will fade and you will both end up miserable and depressed and probably cheating on one another. Isn't that how all marriages go? It is in the world according to Lori Gottlieb.

It's almost like going back in time. Maybe I'm off in my analysis here, but it almost seems like what Gottlieb is saying is that women are nothing more than baby factories destined to marry for convenience rather than love, not to mention that, despite portraying a woman-in-charge revolutionary standpoint, our lives are meant to revolve around Man.

When it comes down to it, who wants Mr. Half-Assed as a partner-in-crime and in bed? Certainly not me!