| Slacker ( @ 2008-06-09 18:01:00 |
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The Spanish Inquisition…
So, I've unleashed the Inquisitors upon myself. I have asked my sister if I could bring somebody with me to her daughter's birthday party on June 21…
I've actually been considering asking Tanja if she wanted to go to it for a while now. I suppose it shouldn't be that big a deal, but it really is. I mean, one of the first things I heard Krissi say to Tanja at the party I just threw Saturday (I really do need to blog about that great party) was something like "Don't expect to ever meet his family." Its true that I have known Jerm and Krissi, what? 8 or 9 years? something like that and they have never once met anybody in my family. I know that is weird, I just have the tendency to compartmentalize my life. I keep my family separate from my friends and from my work. Hell I even used to separate different groups of friends from each other until I just stopped seeing the other group. I don't know why I do that, but I definitely do it.
Anyway, for whatever reason, I don't feel the need to do that with Tanja. I know she has a very close knit family and she has already talked to them about me. She would never ask me to do anything I wasn't comfortable with, but I could tell that she would like to meet my family or at least know that she's important enough to me that I've talked to them about her. And when I thought about that, I realized that she is important enough to me that I want them to know her. Surprisingly, I'm not even that worried about her meeting them.
The only thing that has me worried a little bit is how they will treat her, especially after my brother's reaction when he heard that I have a girlfriend....The first question he asked was "Is she fat?" Who the hell asks that? I'm sorry, but that is just rude. First he asked it of my sister, who couldn't stop laughing about it. And for a moment i had to chuckle at how crass my brother can be, but then I seriously thought about it. I mean that was the first thing he thought to ask. Doesn't that say something about him?
I kind of let it slide just because he hadn't asked me directly. So I couldn't tell if he was joking or not. But then on my drive home to work he called me directly and that was the first thing he asked me. There was no laughing, no smile could be heard in his voice, he just asked "how big is she? is she fat?" in a very matter of fact manner like it was a perfectly normal question to ask. I just had to hang up on him when he insisted on asking that. And then he got upset with me for reacting that way. I'm sorry, but I'm not going to dignify that shit with a response of any kind.
Anyway, I don't know what I'll do but I am not going to stand for any of them mistreating her or being rude towards her. I'm probably just being overly worried but my family can just be really messed up sometimes.
Happy Things: Having a great group of friends. It was just too much fun having them all over to the house for a party. Not only so they could meet Tanja, but also just so we could enjoy each other's company. Heck, even my old friend from high school, Amber, was able to make it down (though I really wish her husband could have made it).