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Meeting the parents
August 04, 2006First off....you have to understand.
I'm wildly superstitious. Have always been. I'll stop at the sight of a black cat. I don't walk under ladders. Look both ways before crossing the street. Yada Yada.
And since every girlfriend I've ever taken home to mom and dad has broken up with me....it must be my parents.
Nervous laughter..hahahaha....just kidding.
So Courtney and I are on the way to Fort Worth for a nice date...and before we even left, I had this crazy idea.
What if I called my parents, and asked them to meet us at whatever restaurant and didn't tell her. Then acted all surprised when my parents showed up...that'd be great!
Then I quickly came to my senses. That wasn't a good idea at all. Parents are something you have to mentally prepare for. I mean, not long after I met her dad, he asked me for my telephone number and address. I gave it to him, albeit hesitantly, and started saying my zip code too.
"Whoa there, I'm not going to be mailing you a letter or anything son," he said.
More nervous laughter.....aaaaaaaaand I'm pretty sure I started sweating profusely.
So of course, my parents could have possibly been a challenge for her. I mean, I'm the product of their first attempt at child-rearing. And if you know me at all, that probably makes more sense.
Well, I tell her the story about trying to maybe spring my parents on her as we're driving towards Fort Worth, and she goes "That's a good idea, call them!!" She was actually EAGER to meet them. Panic nearly set in.
So I called my mom. Of course, she was jokingly mad that I was trying to sneak Courtney into town and not tell her. Totally not the case at all. But I invited my mom, and my two sisters to come to downtown (Dad was off playing golf, go figure).
In my head, I'm screaming "dear lord...what have I done."
So Courtney and I are walking hand-in-hand up the block towards the place, and I see both my sisters already standing outside the door looking for us. April, 24, puts her hands to her face like she's got binoculars and looks right at us. Kristin, 19, starts jumping up and down and waving like a maniac and screaming "HI JASON!!"
This.....ladies and gentleman....is how Courtney is introduced to my family.
It probably couldn't have been more perfect. But as we approach the intersection, something caught my eye.
It was a guy...wearing white capri pants. Not shorts. Not long shorts. Not short pants. Capri....Pants. A guy.
I couldn't contain myself. I ran into Risky's BBQ and grabbed my sisters so they could come out and laugh at this wierdo with me. Kristin is looking the wrong way up the street and Courtney goes "NO....that guy!" Probably loud enough to where he could hear us. This is my life. The four of us laughing our butts off. Making fun of people is just in my genes.
Courtney fit in perfectly already.
Posted by Jason Palmer at 08:35 PM | Permalink | Comments (1)
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Ok. It was Aprils idea to jump up and down. I just did it :)
