Flashback to November 2004

Anyone who knows me and my sweetheart (as my significant other will be referred to from here on out), knows full well that we fight pretty much all the time. Sometimes its serious and real but most of the time its out of fun and pure silliness...and our intense love of driving each other nuts. None of this is really any different from when we were just friends. We loved to harrass each other just as much when we were friends. No one thought that would change. Its probably not capable of chaning. Its really the way we intereact and talk to each other and most of the time the fighting is really all in good fun.

Especially since mostly we seem to fight for real over IM. (we go to Dork School...definitely) And if you've ever encountered me after a fight you know how bad they can be. Fighting with him sucks and it hurts. But in the end, we always end up better than before somehow. We figure stuff out when we fight that we never talk about otherwise because we are so busy protecting the other person from our honest complaints or thoughts about the relationship. Its really funny to think that is has been almost eight months. Seems like we've been dating forever and like we just started dating yesterday at the same time.

My Sweetheart is meeting my whole family this weekend. He's coming home for Thanksgiving. So if you're a friend from home and you want to see me and maybe meet him over break, I'll be home Wednesday around dinner time. Give me a call on my cell phone or whatever and we can make some plans. The only plans I have are dinner Thursday and random shopping with mom.

I'm excited about him meeting my family and amused because he seems to have no fear....they'll be interesting stories after this weekend I'm sure. hehehe. (He should have more fear)


This old entry amuses me because it indicates a lot of important things about my relationship. Him meeting my parents was totally huge for me. My mom is my absolute best friend. Every time someone tells me that I am just like her I think it is the best compliment even when Dad's family means it as an insult. He's the only boyfriend I ever brought home more than twice. It also hints to the fact that my sweetheart and I were pretty good friends for about a year before we ever starting dating and that we met in college...a very dorky college. Needless to say, his meeting with my family went VERY well. They all love him, even more now than they did them. My mom even claims he is her favorite child...this is funny but also drives me nuts. I've put up with their special breed of crazy for 24 years...he's only put up with it for less than 4.