When I met the parentsWhen 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.
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chthonic, Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Decorating....Me and Ms.Coopsweb decided to get together some years ago, but as there's a significant age difference (she being 13 years older than me) we kept it quiet for the first, say 4-5 months.
Anyhew, the first time I meet her Mother is when I volunteer to drop some stuff over to her on my way out to meet a mate for a drink. I'm nervous, but it’s only going to be a “Hello, I’m her ‘friend’, here’s the stuff you wanted”.
But no. The girlfriend phones me en-route and asks if I’d do her mother a favour – would I finish painting her kitchen ceiling while I’m there, as she’s got a bad knee and can’t get up the ladder to finish the middle bit of the ceiling.
So my first meeting of ‘the Mother-in-Law’ basically consisted of a brief introduction, a few large drinks, us getting on like a house on fire and me painting her kitchen ceiling.
What more could you want in a Son-in-Law?
(Apologies for.. nah...you know the rest!)
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HSDriver was probably still at work on, Fri 20 May 2005, 7:30,
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