Joy and I have been set up on a double-blind-date of sorts. Here's the deal: Joy's parents met this newly married young couple last semester when they starting coming to their Sunday School class. Well, the husband of this couple attends Trinity and apparently was a music major (trombone performance if I remember correctly) as an undergrad. I forget what the wife does, but I'm sure I'll find out tonight. You see, last semester Joy's mom began to think that Joy and I should be friends with these two newlyweds. Last semester Joy and I complained about not having any nearby friends, so she thought this would be perfect. Well, fast forward a few months and here we are. We met this couple once after church in November, but tonight the Bellitos have arranged for the six of us to all have dinner together.
Now I want to say up front that I don't question my mother-in-laws intentions. I know she just wants us to have some good friends around here, and I suppose if they're married that can be an added benefit. But the thing is that this whole thing seems so completely awkward. I can't believe that we're having dinner tonight with these two strangers. I mean, it honestly feels like we're going on a date. Not only that, but our parents are gonna be there too. I mean, really, when the dinner is over, do they just walk out the door and wonder why they wasted a night with us? Will they give us their phone number and wonder all night and day if we're really gonna call? Or will they make the move and awkwardly ask us over for a game of cards one Sunday after church? I'm just not sure about it all. I feel like I need to get some cologne on, brush my teeth, and wonder if I'm being funny enough, intelligent enough, or am showing too much cleavage for crying out loud. Okay, that might be a stretch, but really, I thought I was done with this dating stuff, and now, just after I've gotten married, it seems I'm right back in the game, this time dragging Joy with me.
I've thought about standing this date up, but I see no help in that, cause Joy would certainly be mad and the mother-in-law wouldn't be too happy either. Who knows--perhaps we'll all hit it off and become the best of friends. But if not, I do have to run into this guy every once in a while on campus, and if I have to, I'll bring out my cell phone and act like I'm talking to someone. I'll even laugh or ask the imaginary phone person to hold on while I give a quick "hello." Come on...don't act like you've never done that yourself.
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not to be mean, but if he was a trombone major, how good can the date be?:)
hmmmm...seems like an awful lot of personal stress for a dinner. You and Joy are amazing people. The Bellitos are fun/funny. Enjoy the moment! What's the worse that can happen? Y'all will never have dinner together again.
Nothing too dramatic about that, is there?
Heck, i stayed in a perfect strangers house for 5 nights for a friend's wedding once..... :)
PS: i think what i'm really trying to say is "It's all about perspective" If you think it's going to be the worst experience ever, or that it will result in future awkward moments, then it likely will. But if you embrace the moment, let it be whatever it is/ends up being, y'all will probably be fine in the long run.
(feel free to tell me if i'm just being annoyingly positive! ;) )
Stephen,
I'll go ahead and respond to a few of your concerns. You were not funny or intellegent enough. But don't worry, one can never show too much cleavage.
so how was it?
Let it be known that dinner was just fine. (Dawnette, I was being a little more dramatic than necessary for effect, and yes, perspective changes it all...) The only awkward moment was during the prayer when Mr. B said, "And I thank you that Stephen and Joy and Dave and Pam could be here and hopefully a really great friendship will develop out of this dinner." Well, that was some upfront pressure, but we got over it quickly and everyone had a most enjoyable time. Will we hang out again? I'm not sure, but Joy wants to and I would be fine with that. They were both music majors at Wheaton, and I have some prejudices there, but perhaps I should get over them by now.
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