When life gives you lemons, ask for Tequilla and salt.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Meeting her mother....

There is nothing quite like the thought of finally getting to meet your Girlfriend's mother. The one you have been hearing about for so long; the one that she is so close to.  The mother who lives in a different county and speaks a different language.  The monther that still calls your Girlfriend's Ex her daughter....

There is nothing that builds up more anxiety than being the unrecognized girlfriend who isn't even capable of communicating her way to being noticed.  Add in a family who either isn't aware or won't fully accept the fact that your Girlfriend is gay and you're in for an interesting (to say the least) trip. 

August could come a bit slower; I wouldn't mind much.  I could use a little more time to learn a new language, get promoted or, you know, think of some other way to out-shine the beloved Ex.

The only thing that is keeping my anxiety at bay is that my Defender will be with me for 10 of the 16 days.