Nick: I have something to tell you and do not know how you are going to like it...Me: *pause*Nick: I got gas money if you still would like me to come down tomorrow.Me: Yeah, that's a killer. I can't believe you're telling me this. Jesus Christ, don't you know anything about women?Heh.Heh heh.Heh heh heh.Heh heh heh heh.
And now I'm nervous.
Sure, my parents have met exDave, Tony, Tommy and Scott but never anyone like Nick. I'm so paranoid of screwing this up somehow that I've asked him thrice if he thought it was too soon. He's said no.
Again, I have to get used to this.
Here's a short family tree for you.
David married Marisa.
Marisa's best/childhood friend Claire is engaged (for the time being) to my brother Jeremy.
Claire has a brother who is a year younger than me.
Henceforth, three sets of parents will be at the dinner tomorrow night at David's house. This is going to be fun. Last year involved me calling his father in law a drunk. At a dinner this past summer, Jeremy-David-Marisa-Claire sat me and Claire's brother together and made jokes about how if WE got married, there would only be two sets of in-laws.
*CoughDeepSouthCough*
I'm sorry. Does this reek of inbreeding or am I just a middle class college girl with a dirty mind?
Anyone?Anyone?Bueller? Ferris Bueller?
Great. Now look what you made me do. You made me go over to my tv and put in that movie.
You'll pay for that :)
