Meeting the parents and I am turning into one of those annoying girls that all they talk about is their boyfriend...
Now for those of you who have not taken the "meet the parents" plunge in awhile...let me tell you it is not fun. In fact it is terrifying. So terrifying in fact that you want to avoid it as much as possible. Unless you are truly falling in love with someone be smart and run as far away as you can from this potentially life scarring situation.I cannot run because I AM indeed falling deeply in love.
Last weekend Carter and I went to meet his mom and his stepdad out in Scappose(sp). For those of you that have not been to Scappose, it is the most redneck town that I have ever been too. It is worse than Selah folks. Kinda like Moxee. Carter warned me before hand that his stepdad was some what disgusting and has a tendency to make alot of sex jokes and could potentially make lewd comments. Let's just say I scored major brownie points because I have shot a gun and I am not opposed to other people hunting. We walked up to the house and he was checking me out, asking questions and as he kept looking at me I said, "Do you want me to turn around so you can look at my ass?" Needless to say this broke the ice...and they liked me.
This weekend we drove up to Salem to visit with his Dad, Stepmom, sister, and I met his aunt. They were all extremely friendly and I really enjoyed spending time with them. Carter thought that was because they are all so dysfunctional...it was a "fixer/helper" persons dream. We went to grab stuff from his storage area, talked with his aunt, then we went to Artic Circle for lunch.
It was confirmed for me today that he is a keeper. He knows what fry sauce is. Yes my friends. He knows about the delectable orangey goodness. Most people in PDX do not know about it...but being from Salem...he does. I told him we will have to go to Burger Ranch when we go to Yakima for the 4th of July.
We have been having a rough couple of days and I think are realizing the weight of this thing called love. It is really hard being in a relationship with someone you love who is also the same person who can irritate the hell out of you, disappoint you, and drive you crazy. I have rolled my eyes more in the last 48 hours than I have in the entirity of the last year...but I love him. As crazy and as that is...I do.
I was not doing so hot with the whole "infactuation" stage, where we were all giddy and girly(him more than me), it was hard for me not to have my romance seeped in reality. I knew that once we got to the hard stuff I would have an easier time functioning cause I love it. I think that we show our true self in conflict, in difficulties. I love that we are seeing our flaws and working through it. It makes me love him even more.
Oh and I also love that he called me on some stuff on the phone this morning. He pointed out something to me that I am pretty sure I intellectually grasp, but it has not connected over into the way I walk out my life. It was really good to hear.
Ok enough gushing for now...
posted by Kat @ 10:34 PM
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