Well, it’s been two weeks since I got home from datecation, but in long-distance relationship years (similar to dog years), it feels like it’s been months!
Things have been moving rather fast since I got home. There was the big FBO status thing, which resulted in more Likes and comments than anything I’ve ever posted. (Like, more than when I got my agent. You guys are a bunch of softies.) And there have been so many questions. And one of the most frequent of the frequently asked is…“What does your family think?”
Oh, my family. My crazy family. Honestly, the whole bring-a-guy-home thing is going to be a great story in a few weeks when Eric comes here for my birthday datecation…but in general, my family doesn’t care. Like, they care, but they don’t care. Trust me, there’s been no real emotional showing over this. My family is not emotional. I am emotional, in the sense that I emote a lot, I am always feeling my feelings…but believe me when I say that this makes me a freak in my house.
So no, there was no tearful “We just want you to find someone who loves you as much as we do!” No outraged “Rachel, you can’t do that!” or even much “You seem so happy!” From my friends — mostly emoters like I am — yes. We gush. They want deets. From my family…I mean they know it’s going on, but they’d just rather talk about the weather.
However, if you’d like some direct quotes…
Grandma: “His name is Eric…like Prince Eric…who is Rachel’s favorite Disney prince!”
Aunt Kara: “So are you moving to Texas? [Me: Probably at some point.] Oh, that’s cool. Hey so what’s going on with Kim Kardashian?”
My mother: “If he can stand you, he can keep you.”
And there you have it! That’s what my family thinks.
Anyway, datecation number two is finally here and I’m so happy! I really, really need to start packing and find time to set up my brother’s new Wii so I’m going to cut it off here and start my day! The next hour will just be spent starting at six pairs of shoes with narrowed eyes trying to decide which four pairs will make the final cut. Then we’ll get into the battle of setting up the new technology. I’d probably be stressed if I weren’t so excited about where I’ll be tonight!
Oh and PS don’t read into that title — I’m just running out of Texas cliches.
PPS Don’t not read into that title.
OK I’m going to get myself in trouble! Catch you tomorrow!!