Parent Test…

So I passed the parent test. Last week I met N’s mom with him for a lunch. It was fun and I think it went well.

Then yesterday N and I went to the restaurant to watch the Broncos game. One of his best friends from childhood, T. And N’s dad. His mom came up and joined in when she got off work. We watched the game. His dad was on the other side of N…then on the other side of N and T. Then his mom got there and it was me, N, T, N’s mom and N’s dad. When the game was over, we all sat and chatted for a few minutes. His dad actually talked. He said that is a good sign..if his dad doesn’t like you, he doesn’t talk to you — not mean, just doesn’t talk. His mom told him outside that I was a good girl 🙂

A little background….N’s parents NEVER interfere with his life. They never make comments about the girls he is dating until after they break up. His dad really didn’t like his ex…he started talking stuff about her until his mom told him to not say anything if he couldn’t say anything nice – lol. I got along great with all of them. It was a good time.

So we are going to a Broncos game in Cincinnati. N’s parents have a cabin they rent…they are going to rent it for Sunday night…I am taking Monday off work so we can stay the night. His mom was all excited about it. N said they have NEVER invited him and a girl he was dating anywhere. He thinks me and his mom will be best friends when we get to spend some time together. She seems like a really nice lady.

He said he is going to ask them what they think about me. He has never done that before. He kept telling me Thank You. I was like what the hell are you thanking me for….and he said hanging out with his friend and his parents. I told him I had fun. He was apologizing for me being on the end. I told him I was enjoying listening to them and their stories. I didn’t feel left out…I didn’t feel ignored. I was enjoying watching him have so much fun.

So last night we were watching a show where some people were getting their cars repo’d and they were getting married in a couple days. I was joking they spent all the money on the wedding instead of paying for the cars. I said I just wanted to get married in Vegas…which led to him saying he wanted to get married in jeans and cowboy boots. I asked him if he would wear a cowboy hat for me lol. We talked a couple more mins and I looked at him and said you know this whole conversation was referring to US getting married. He just looked at me and said you know we are going to get married – it is inevitable. I just said I know lol. He said of course he would be nicer about it and all romantic and shit when he actually asks me.

We sat and discussed how crazy it was that we were so comfortable with each other and how we can just be ourselves. We have only been together like a month and it feels like forever….and not forever in that crazy high school love kinda way. He is the one. I can’t picture life without him. I can totally picture us as an old couple. he was talking about how much his parents love each other…still have pet names for each other and how he always wanted a relationship like that.

We discussed how we used to make lists of pros and cons on the people we were dating…trying to convince ourselves that we were doing the right thing…and how neither of us has had to do that with each other.

OK enough of the sickening love stuff. He could so turn me into one of those people I make fun of on facebook…that post the sweetest shit….the stuff that makes you throw up a little in your mouth.