So tomorrow is the big day. The day the parents finally meet the boyfriend. Gah. I'm excited and nervous and also? Wondering how in the hell I pulled this madness off.
Seriously.
Not only have Dennis and I been dating for nearly three years now, we've been living together for over a year and regularly traipse about town hand in hand. By any and all laws of probability, someone ought to have seen us together at least a year and a half ago and informed my parents leading to a lot of awkward questions including "why have we not met him yet".
At this rate, I'll have been dead a week before anyone notifies them that I've died.
Anywho.
Tomorrow is the big day. And it's taking place on Catalina Island. And the plans for the day include a round of Miniature Golf and a trip to the Wrigley Botanical Gardens. And dinner with my parents at the house.
*shudder*
Did I mention that I was nervous yet?
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