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Meet the Parents

In dating relationships, there usually comes a point in time when you are introduced to your significant other’s parents. I brought Tyler home to meet my family last month. I prepared him for their antics ahead of time, and fortunately they were on their best behavior. He had described his family as quiet and laid-back. I replied, “Have you ever seen My Big Fat Greek Wedding? My family is the Irish version of that, right down to my mother trying to make you Irish.” You see, when I told my mom his last name, she asked, “Is that German?” I answered, “I think it’s English.” My mother replied, “Oh, well it’s not Irish, but I guess it’s close enough.” She seems to ignore the fact that my father has very little Irish blood in him.

Despite Tyler’s lack of Irish heritage, he passed their inspection….I think it was mostly because he dressed up and didn’t lay a finger on me the entire time.

Compare that to my youngest sister’s boyfriend’s introduction to the parents this Thanksgiving. He showed up wearing a t-shirt that had the words “Get Carded” on the front and jeans with holes in the back pockets. He also kissed my sister’s ear, in front of our parents. I watched my mom’s eyes shoot daggers at him from across the table. Not a smooth move.

Then I met Tyler’s parents last weekend. I’m not going to lie, parents love me. Heck, when I was in high school, I had quite a fan club of mothers that wanted me to go out with their sons. Of course, the sons preferred to be chasing the blond cheerleaders at the time, but still. I wasn’t worried about meeting his parents. I went with him to the church he grew up in. I talked to his grandmother for all of 30 seconds, and apparently that was enough to make her really like me as well. This inspired me to write down some ways to impress the parents:

1. Dress conservatively but stylishly. This means no jeans or t-shirts, at least for the first meeting. It also means no cleavage and nothing too tight, but also still looking younger than his mother.
2. Genuinely compliment then. Comment on a dish that the mother made, how she’s decorated her house, or that she looks fabulous. Compliment the father on whatever it is that he does.
3. Bring a hostess gift, such as flowers or a loaf of bread.
4. Compliment them on how they raised their child.
5. Find out from your significant other ahead of time about their hobbies and ask them about it.
6. Keep the PDA to an absolute minimum, if at all, when around the parents.
7. Be positive and outgoing. Works for me every time.

Add comment November 30, 2009

I’m Not a Bar Girl

I spent the last week on vacation in the Los Angeles area with my best friend Ellie and her roommate. We went as a combination birthday celebration for all 3 of us, since Ellie turned 30 a couple of weeks ago, her roommate’s birthday was the next day, and my 25th birthday is in 2 weeks. Fortunately, we already had the hotel and flights booked before I lost my job, so I was still able to go. I’m just trying not to think about all the other unexpected expenses I had while I was out there. California is ridiculously expensive. I don’t know how anyone affords to live there.

While we were there, we tried out some night life. Thursday night we got into the Sky Bar, which is a very exclusive lounge on the Sunset Strip. Apparently it’s a celebrity hangout and very difficult to be granted entrance. We got in with no problem, and did see the comedian Eddie Griffin while we were there. I didn’t know who he was, but Ellie and her roommate did. I sipped my one $15 amaretto sour and people watched, because bars aren’t my thing. Drunk people make me uncomfortable, I don’t like getting hit on by strange men, and they are generally too loud to carry on a conversation, so what’s the point? I was actually bored after a while.

Saturday night we tried to get into MyHouse in Hollywood, which is an exclusive dance club. No such luck. We weren’t on “the list,” and even some people that were on “the list” didn’t get in. I’m sorry, but I have a real problem with businesses acting like I’m not good enough to give them my money, which is yet another reason I don’t like bars.

I had a great time on the trip otherwise. We went out on Santa Monica Beach, Venice Beach, saw a tour of the stars’ homes, went to Hollywood and saw the Walk of Fame, the wax museum and the Hollywood Museum, ate at Mel’s Drive-in (definitely NOT famous for their food though, let me tell ya!), toured Warner Brothers Studio, and drove up the Pacific Coast Highway and saw Malibu. We even got on a taping of “The Price is Right.” Watch the episode airing January 21st and you will see the 3 of us wearing obnoxious hot pink t-shirts and screaming and clapping like idiots in the audience.

I’ve always been puzzled at the attraction of “going out.” Loud, smoky, drunkenness? Give me a quiet evening at home or tickets to the symphony any day. I think I was born in the wrong era.

Malibu

Add comment November 18, 2009

No Drama

The following interaction is found in the movie “Ghost of Girlfriends Past”:

Jenny: I was always attracted to assholes.
Connor: Thank you very much.
Jenny: Well, you know what I mean, though. Projects, guys I thought I could fix. Probably has something to do with my dad.
Connor: Probably.
Jenny: After you left, I made a vow to myself to date only fully functional, well-adjusted men. No more works-in-progress, no dirt bags.
Connor: So, basically, women.
Jenny: Basically women.
Connor: So how strong of a vow is your no-dirt bags policy?
Jenny: I had it tattooed on my ass.
Connor: OK, look, I know I dropped the ball before a bit, but I have changed, I swear.
Jenny: No you haven’t.
Connor: I have. I’m seeing things in a whole different way tonight, alright? I love you, I think. I mean, I always have. You’re the one I was supposed to be with.
Jenny: Wait, Connor, stop it. I hear what you’re saying, and I think right now you actually believe it. But I know you. Tomorrow morning, I’ll wake up, and you won’t be there.

I am finding myself struggling with what to write these days about my love life since I don’t feel right talking specifics about our relationship in a public forum and I am, well, happy. There really isn’t much to mock or complain about that what actually make for an interesting blog entry. My relationship with Tyler is just so easy. It is drama-free, even though I lost my job the day of our third date and I ranted about it over steak. His response? “What can I do? Whatever you need, I’ll do it. I’m here for support.” He’s also told me that he is the luckiest guy alive to be with me, and that I am the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to him. He is there every single day. There are no mixed-messages with him.

Being without drama in a relationship is pretty much a foreign concept to me. It’s nice. It’s really nice. I’ve wondered where it is, however, which makes me pose the question: Do some people naturally attract relationships with intense emotional highs and lows? Do some people go looking for projects? I think I have in the past….I have grown.

Add comment November 7, 2009

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