Meet the Parents

Last week, my entire life flashed before my eyes. My future life, that is. Lawrence told me that his parents are coming to visit in November, and they SPECIFICALLY said they want to meet me. How disturbing. I mean, I know that the day had to come eventually, but to be faced with the actuality is frightening. What if they don't like me? What if I don't like them? (That's a distinct probability according to Lawrence.) Lawrence's mom is fugly. I've seen pictures. Sad but true. Suddenly, confronted with this, I saw the years fly by in my head, complete with future Christmasses, funerals, family reunions, etc. I don't even like my OWN extended family, and suddenly I'll have a whole bunch more and I don't even have the advantage of shared DNA to smooth the way. *sigh* They also asked if they'll be meeting Ethan on this trip and Lawrence was like, hold on, let's take this one step at a time. I wonder if they will meet my parents while they are here? Weird. It's kinda freaking me out to be honest. My reaction is kinda, "HOLD ON! WAIT! This is adult stuff! I'm not ready for this! I'm a free spirit, you can't tie me down!" Although, of course, that's ridiculous. I'm 32. How old does my subconscious think I need to be to get married? My mother once told me that she felt like an 18 year old that wakes up every morning in the body of an old lady. I really didn't understand what she meant at the time. I mean, I wouldn't say that I feel like an 18 year old. More like a 21 year old. It's weird, I know, and I know I've learned and changed since then, but I still feel like a kid at heart. Well, as much of a kid as I ever was, which is not much. I mean really, I've always been a cranky old lady at heart. When I was at recess, one of my favorite activities was arranging the fallen leaves into life-size house floor plans. In elementary school, I would scowl at the stupid childish antics of the other kids. I was the one the teacher told to take names when she left the room. Yeah. Like I said, I wasn't much of a kid. But anyway. So, that's something that's been happening with me. But, I can put that out of my head, because before the fateful meeting comes the Pet Shop Boys concert! YAY!