Lisa: I realize we've become a bit boring to our single friends. We go home from the pub at a reasonable hour to avoid hangovers so our early Saturday morning at the dog park isn't ruined; our conversation starters now include things like, "Have you ever tiled a backsplash..."

Dave: I catch myself talking about mortgages, new floors and afternoons spent crawling around stores with names that tell you exactly what's inside – like Linens-N-Things – and I know it's boring. But I can't help myself. On the other hand, hearing all about how wasted my friends got on Saturday night has also lost its once-legendary appeal. Perhaps the trick is to get wasted on Saturday morning at Home Depot. Now that would be a story worth sharing.

Lisa: It's already difficult enough to find things in that store.

Dave: There's a funny thing that happens when single friends bring dates to dinner – everyone acts as if it's forever love. By the end of the night, the marrieds are planning couples' getaways with the new hire. ("Hey, why don't we all rent a cabin next month!") Sometimes I feel as if we're zombies in a horror flick, chanting in unison, "One of us, one of us."

Lisa: I think it's because we want our single friends to find as much love and happiness as we have. I mean that, as goofy as it sounds. After a run of witchy girlfriends, you want your friend to settle on the sweet, cool one who actually understands humour. But I guess we get a little trigger-happy.

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