When I met the parents
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
When my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Not strictly meeting the parents, but....
This was the first impression they got of my current boyfriend.
I was a little depressed one day and whilst talking to my boyfriend on the phone, he said, "I know what will cheer you up..." but refused to say anything more about it. My boyfriend calls me "Sara" for short, as three syllables is far too much for his already overloaded lawyer's brain to cope with.
My grandmother is non compos mentis these days, and so my father handles all her paperwork. All her mail is sent to our house, and he sorts out all her bank statements and things. My grandmother's name is Sarah.
So a couple of days later, a letter addressed to me landed on the doormat. My father thought it was intended for my grandmother from someone who couldn't spell her name. When he opened it, he discovered that it was in fact a home made card from my boyfriend, featuring a montage of ridiculous photos of him wearing very little, with a gushy love letter inside.
NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 15:05, Reply)
This was the first impression they got of my current boyfriend.
I was a little depressed one day and whilst talking to my boyfriend on the phone, he said, "I know what will cheer you up..." but refused to say anything more about it. My boyfriend calls me "Sara" for short, as three syllables is far too much for his already overloaded lawyer's brain to cope with.
My grandmother is non compos mentis these days, and so my father handles all her paperwork. All her mail is sent to our house, and he sorts out all her bank statements and things. My grandmother's name is Sarah.
So a couple of days later, a letter addressed to me landed on the doormat. My father thought it was intended for my grandmother from someone who couldn't spell her name. When he opened it, he discovered that it was in fact a home made card from my boyfriend, featuring a montage of ridiculous photos of him wearing very little, with a gushy love letter inside.
NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
( , Thu 19 May 2005, 15:05, Reply)
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