Tuesday, April 22

I met Mrs. Smith's single son, Bob. And Joe. And Mark. And Herman...

My weekend. Wow. Really, wow.

I love my family! I do!

But seriously? My mother makes me go temporarily insane. She wants to make sure every piece of my life is in order.. and right now, that just isn't possible. She can't seem to get that I can only do the best that I can with what I have.

Plus.

Did you know that your life isn't complete without a significant other? Your life can't have an ounce of happiness without a partner for your life to stoke the happiness fire.


Obviously, this concerns my mother greatly since I am single.

Bummer.

No, really, bummer. It makes my life a little like speed dating every time I go home. She lines them up... and then parade them around.

Well.. the first guy to stop by, K., was a total sweetheart. Read "the shy, creepy guy, who never comes out of his room and has absolutely no social skills". I kind of liked him, but it wouldn't have worked out. He flinched when I went to hug him goodbye.. and you know I like hugs.

Later that day, B. stopped by for dinner. B. and I dated for a few years in high school, so needless to say, my mom made a real good choice bringing a blast from the past. (insert sarcasm here)

Brunch on Sunday was with the Carters. Let me tell you, friends, this was the absolute highlight of my weekend. The Carter son has been out of the closet for years. The Carters, of course, know. Everyone who sees the Carter son knows.....

except my mom.

Dear mom. Trying to set me up with the gay man was probably the most quality moment of my life. Why, you ask?

Besides the obvious entertainment value, I did actually try to explain to Mom that he was gay. Her response??

"Well, I never said S-E-X was important. And he seems really nice, friendly, outgoing. You could do worse."

Yes, Mom, thanks. I can see how I might do worse than tying my life to a man who "has a reputation with the ladies." (By ladies, I mean drag queens. and nope, not kidding)

:sigh:

Where is my prince charming? My single, non-recycled, socially adept, non-gay man....

2 comments:

BloodRedRoses said...

oh man, leave it to the person who is supposed to know you best to find you the WORST matches possible.

Lol... loved that she tried to set you up with a gay man though. That's just priceless!!

Nat said...

Ha ha. I love that your mum just wants to see you with some one even a gay man.

It would annoy the hell out of me if it was happening to me, but its not. Also at least you got some good blog stories out of it all. :)