a quickie

busy busy busy.

folks are in town.

yesterday they met W and W met them.

i was a little nervous, since all my bad traits (as well as my good ones, to be fair) are inherited from my dad, and the folks have as much experience interacting with my girlfriends as i have experience having girlfriends (i.e.: none). at the end of the day, my dad claimed he was tired from being good all day. heh heh.

to my delight, it went off amazingly well. my mom says W is "adorable", with which I agree wholeheartedly. and without her (W), we would have gotten terribly lost in SF, oy!

i mumbled something to W on the bart back yesterday: i didn't realize until yesterday that it was important for my folks to like her. it was kind of unexpected, but as it became obvious that they do like her, it was a really nice feeling.

i've got a good friend who is pulling his hair out because he's afraid his parents disapprove of his gf. he lives with his folks, she lives 10 minutes from them, and they've never met in the 6+ months they've been together. i wasn't afraid that my parents would "disapprove" or be nasty or something, but...

i guess i worried they'd be just kinda "meh" about her. but no, they were "four thumbs up!" as far as i could tell. just as i'd be, if i had four thumbs, but i have to settle for "two thumbs up!"

like love, it's a feeling that's tough to describe.

it's as if everything is right in the world, when your parents get along with your girlfriend. a harmonious intersection of two happy universes.

i guess this wasn't a "quickie", just a "disorganized-ie".