SO.
BF and I will be leaving early Friday morning -- Virginia bound. We'll be heading out very early in the morning because Chuck the truck is big and black with no air conditioning and windows that allow only minimal air flow inside. So it's a race against the sun is what I'm saying.
I've been on a long trip with him before... Last summer he rode back with me from the beach (I met him there, so he didn't ride down with me). But this trip is going to be more fun trip-wise because we're on our own. I mean, we'll be visiting my whole family, but it's different than vacationing with somebody. You understand.
Anyway, BF is sorta nervous about my family. And I'm sorta flippant about the whole thing. I mean, it just seems like everyone (like BF and my Mom and my over-protective-for-pretend uncle) is acting like it's a big freaking deal. But to me, it's just my family, ya know? I know they aren't awkward. So if it gets all weird, it'll be because BF is overly anticipating awkwardness.
I just hope he doesn't cuss around my grandparents. OI!! I'll never hear the end of it if he does. But he'd get really embarrassed, and his ears all cute and pink. So really it's win-win.
Everyone knows all the real fun on these family visits doesn't happen until someone (with no right to talk, if ya know what I mean) walks up to Amanadoo, pinches something on her [a little arm jiggle, love handle or what have you], turns their nose up and their eyes down and says "Looks like someone is getting lazy in her old age. HoHoHo!" See, they've mastered the art of killing two birds with one stone--insulting me and implying that I'm getting too big for my britches (age-wise). For some reason a lot of my relatives think I "act too old" for my age. But they've thought that since I was like seven, so I figure they're just stuck in black hole of mental non-growth.
But that back fat pinching thing really never gets old.
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