“All a man has is his word, if he can’t keep his word, he’s not a man” - My Dad
So remember, awhile back I said Brian might be able to pull some strings... he came through!
I actually had nightmares (ok a nightmare) about meeting Brian’s mom a few weeks ago. I can’t remember all of the details, but I do remember how I felt in the dream, and how I felt when I woke up. After racking my brain on what to wear for what could potentially be a Test, or D-day, or the Best/Worst day of my life, I chose a simple, cute, classy sundress for the occasion (I coined it the Stepford Wife Dress), with a light sweater to cover my bare arms.
Really though, I made a big deal out of nothing. We’re friends right? I mean, guys introduce their female friends to their family & friends all the time, right? I don’t know. I guess I have a thing about people meeting my family...maybe it’s just me. Although I was nervous on the inside, I was cool, calm & collected on the outside. I remembered most of the details Brian revealed overtime. After introducing me as his friend, shaking hands with his mother & brother, and making small talk, I could finally breathe again.
Brian & his brother look nothing alike. Brian’s daughter is a cutie and Brian’s Mom reminds me of my Mom. Overall, it was a chill event/occasion/meeting....not bad.
Question: Do you introduce "friends" of the opposite sex to the parents/family? How often? Under what circumstances?
In Other News:
Mr. Henry called me yesterday to tell me he finished his favor. The other day he basically asked me to write a paper for him, and that he would pay me. After telling him off about contacting me only when he wants something, and telling him NO. I think he got it. Granted I have never wrote a paper for him, but he always manages to ask me for “favors”. I also think the lack of sexual attraction to him, makes it easier. Don’t get me wrong, he used to do things for me as well, but more times than not, I received the short end of the stick...not anymore...I really don’t have a desire to talk to him, see him, nothing.
The Old Man text me and called me yesterday too. He was “fishing” for information, and tried to find the perfect moment to bring up the fact that he’s dating someone...good for you! I could care less.
The Tool from the other day keeps texting me and called. He hasn’t gotten the hint yet.