I met Allan's parents. I wasnt nearly as nervous as I thought I'd be, and it all went pretty good, or at least I thought it did. As it turned out it went better than I thought.
I met them on Saturday. I felt like a kid again going on the first date trying to figure it all out. Sparing all details, it took a lot longer than it should have to get ready. I have too many clothes and need to donate again. Anyways before I start rambling and have to delete this AGAIN. We had some drinks and finger foods as we got to know each other. Allan told them what I liked, and they had margaritas and little bite sized tacos.
I tried to be on my best behavior, but I was so nervous that I wasnt really paying attention to how many margaritas I was drinking... my tongue loosened up. This actually made them like me even more. Not that I was buzzing pretty hard, but they knew they were seeing the real me, and that I wasn't trying to hide who I was.
Anyways, yesterday he told me they were disappointed that I wasnt able to come over for their Easter gathering, they wanted to introduce me to the rest of the family. After one day of meeting me made me feel pretty proud of myself. He also told me, both of his parents kept telling him that he better hang onto me. Every time his mother talked about meeting me, "I just love her" now he could just be telling me this to get me to relax and not worry about Saturday night and my little margarita bender, but I'm really hoping he's being honest about this.