Just kidding. There aren't any raptors or rabid bears here.
There are, however, terrifying things looming on the horizon.
Such things as meeting The Boy's family tomorrow.
Not just a five minute conversation on the doorstep, but a real, honest-to-goodness sit-down dinner at a restaurant with The Mother and The Father and The Sister.
It was the Boy's idea, and I fully supported it, even pushed it. I wanted to meet his family.
Until it was for real, so very, very real. Until now.
Now, I am utterly terrified. What if I trip? What if I spill my glass? What if I say something stupid? What if I make a complete fool of myself?
I'm sure they are lovely people, and they won't mind.
But what if, what if they don't like me? What if they ask awkward questions? What if The Sister takes siblingly action and plots my untimely demise? What if they turn out to be velociraptors in disguise and eat me?
I know it will all be fine. We will have a wonderful time, pleasant conversation, and there will be good feeling all around.
But no matter how logically I think it through, I am utterly, completely, and absolutely terrified!
There are, however, terrifying things looming on the horizon.
Such things as meeting The Boy's family tomorrow.
Not just a five minute conversation on the doorstep, but a real, honest-to-goodness sit-down dinner at a restaurant with The Mother and The Father and The Sister.
It was the Boy's idea, and I fully supported it, even pushed it. I wanted to meet his family.
Until it was for real, so very, very real. Until now.
Now, I am utterly terrified. What if I trip? What if I spill my glass? What if I say something stupid? What if I make a complete fool of myself?
I'm sure they are lovely people, and they won't mind.
But what if, what if they don't like me? What if they ask awkward questions? What if The Sister takes siblingly action and plots my untimely demise? What if they turn out to be velociraptors in disguise and eat me?
I know it will all be fine. We will have a wonderful time, pleasant conversation, and there will be good feeling all around.
But no matter how logically I think it through, I am utterly, completely, and absolutely terrified!
2 comments:
I bet they are concerned about not making the grade in your eyes as well! And The Boy must be terrified - just think, he'll be in the middle if World War Three breaks out... How are his hostage negotiating skills? Seriously, I'm sure you'll have had a super time by the time you next sit down in front of your computer and you'll wonder what all the fuss was about. And if not, what the heck, it's The Boy that matters.
How did I miss this? Where have I been the last few days? Anyway (having read Monkey of My Back first) it was good to know that all was well before I knew that there was a problem.
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