That's right...I wrote that... There is a musical group called Dr. Buzzard's Original Savannah Band and my mom LOVED them... she had the record, the tape, the record recorded ONTO a tape... And that's what we had in our house as a child...amongst MANY other musical groups and ecclectic collections of records and tapes. Yay us. Well, I just had to say that I can pin point when I knew that I was going to LOVE Antonio's parents.. I already told you our story. Okay Fine. Well, there are things in life that make things click...So many things made us click. And I was so scared after all of the "getting to know you" part was basically over and we were totally in love, gourmet cheese style, I still had to meet his parents.
Know this: NO boyfriend's parents had EVER liked me.
Not EVER...
The closest I had come in my life was a friend, that was a boy, had a mom that wanted me to date her son so she could call me the daughter she never had. I was 11 then... that doesn't count. I didn't date her son... so it REALLY doesn't count. Maybe it was the brazenness of my dress? You think? XL surf shirts and baggy jeans...oh yeah, call me Jezebel!
Anyhoot...I had already heard the horror stories about Antonio's parents giving girlfriends past the cold shoulder (for very good reason it turns out) but who was I to be considered any better at this early point in our relationship? It's winter/spring in the I.E., that means torrents of rain and my poor honey drove a Ford POS that we referred to as the Snot Rocket (it was green ya'll) and the Rocket was out of commission. I didn't have my car because I was transitioning from my first car to my next car and I had to get a ride from my ex steppie... bummer... He said he'd give me a ride home, SWEET! But he had his dad's car and he almost jumped off the cliff about it. I thought, how bad could it be? Geo Metro bad...haha! If you've never been in one, they're nothing to scoff at...I couldn't believe the leg room in this thing! It was amazing! It could have been make out city..but it was his DAD'S car...ew. We get out on the road and head to Temecula with a quick stop at J.Box...CHILI CHEESE CURLY FRIES!! Ahem...they need to bring those back...Just sayin...
I'm nosey by nature, I can't help it. I'm observant to the point of sneakery and I don't care who knows it. I was looking all over the car checking stuff out and came across the CD case under the seat. You can tell a whole lot about people from the music they listen to. Music is like soul candy, or atleast it is to me. So I'm thinking, I can get a leg up on these people, have something to talk about.. The Clash, The Police, Andre Boccelli, DiVinyls, The Best of Simon and Garfunkel, Al Green, Earth, Wind and Fire... it's looking pretty damn decent. Until I come across the I Ching... Something I hadn't seen in years because my mom had lost her last tape and we got her the CD when we lived in El Toro, but what happened? Got lost in the move...I just about cried... I really really did...
THAT moment, right there...before holding a full conversation with them, I knew it was going to be alright. I knew they would be awesome, they would everything that everyone should have in in-laws...and yes people, I knew they would be in-laws then... I truly did...Gourmet Cheese is served.
I think of Dr. Buzzard and I can SMELL my mom's Clinique perfume the memories are that strong. Sitting in that car for the first time ever and I was immediately comforted...I was always comfortable around Antonio since day one... that was just another link in the chain my friend... Just another link...and it only got longer and stronger from there....
and now I want chili fries...
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