Well, here we go. Almost 10 months into this relationship of mine, and Mr. O. is finally meeting the family. And guess what? It was nothing to worry about. I have to admit, I had worried a bit how my mom would like him, or if he would like them, or I think really, I wondered how they'd all react to me with a BOYFRIEND! Here I am, almost 30 years of age, and I've never introduced anyone I've dated to my family. Mainly because there was never really anyone worth introducing. But, seriously, it was about time! So, off to Buffalo we went, unfortunately not until about 4 on Saturday afternoon. Which meant our arrival in the B-Lo wasn't until after 10! Poor Mr. O. had worked the whole day and then was a trooper for the long car ride. Needless to say, we were ready to fall into bed when we got there, but we hung in there for a little pizza, REAL buffalo wings and some chit chat with the fam.
All seemed to get off on the right foot! Here comes the awkward part: bedtime. Now, I know my mother knows Mr. O. sleeps over at my place, and I know there's only so many spots to lay your head in my Grams' house, so what now? Actually not really a big deal, we just shared a bed. You know, like 2 adults in their 30's. It was fine, but I can't help it, kind of weird!
Anyway, we woke up at the crack of dawn of course, cuz that's the only way Mr. O. rolls. So I made some breakfast, and in true Gramma's house fashion, sat lazily at the table as the rest of the crew woke up, got coffee, read the paper and made general chit chat. Mr. O. kind of just joined the bunch. I didn't feel bad leaving him while I showered, he chatted it up with Gramma and Uncle Chuck and my mom. Why was I ever worried?
Eventually we went on to one of the best parties/dinners/birthday celebrations we've ever had at 1530 Center Road. Kudos to my mom for making quite a spread, we could have ate for days! We all parked it outside in the breezy summer day, kept the drinks flowing and even more important, the laughs coming all day. It was one of those days that went fast, but also seemed to stretch. We just relaxed and enjoyed each other's company.
So what did they think? Apparently he just fit right in. At one point, I asked my mom and grandma what they thought of him... Both of them just smiled and said he was great. I think I made a face, looking for more from them, but the next thing they said couldn't have been any better: he was just like one of the family. :)
We were off the next morning, and though it brought tears to my eyes to have to leave so soon after getting there, my heart couldn't have been more full. I am so loved by my little family, and now by this great guy, I can't help but step back and realize just how lucky I am. It's these moments that make all the hurdles worth while.
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