Friday, February 15, 2008

Haiku Friday: the barracuda dinner edition

Haiku Friday

The day I thought would
never come -- my son has brought
a boy to meet mom.

We meet for dinner
at our favorite hangout.
The Drama King sweats.

But there was no need.
The significant other
is adorable.

Oh my friends. This was the cutest thing ever.

Poor Drama King. As we approached the restaurant, we could see the two of them inside. DK ducked down, trying to hide.

But the boy? Stood right up with his hand extended and introduced himself. For purposes of blogland, we shall call him Rocky.

Good-looking. Intelligent. Witty. Attentive. Fun. Polite.

The only dowside I see here is that Mr. Rocky went to the wrong college. He went to the crosstown rival school that I was raised to hate hate hate. Think Texas and Oklahoma. Or Army and Navy. Or Superman and Lex Luthor.

You have to understand that my favorite college football teams are my alma mater and anyone who is playing that other hated place.

This is big, people. Big.

But I guess I'll get over it. Maybe.

Anyway, the meal went very well. They are adorable together. I was actually surprised at how publicly hands-on they were with each other. There was hugging. And under-the-table hand-holding. And loving looks between them.

DK was positively bubbly. So not the boy I have known for 24-plus years.

In the past, he has been my dark child. The one who swirled and reveled in his own misery. The one who had a way of screwing up every good thing that would come his way in favor of a more inappropriate direction. The one who felt cheated (well, he still does, but never mind that). The one who, quite frankly, I thought wouldn't live past his teen years -- either through lifestyle choices or by his own hand.

So to watch him blush and look at this young man with light in his eyes was ... well, heartwarming.

And to watch Rocky look back with the same look? Priceless.

Oh, and the title of this post? The barracuda dinner?

That comes from the first time that Wonderhubby and I had dinner with my parents. My parents need a post all unto themselves, but for now let us just say that they did not consider the first several times they had met him to be adequate. They needed to have dinner with us. We called it pirhana dinner for four.

We sat down at the table, food was served, my mother set down her fork, crossed her arms, looked at Wonderhubby and said these immortal words: "So, is that your real name or is it short for something?"

Pirhanas. No lie. It was a grilling. And he passed with flying colors, but that doesn't make it any less obnoxious.

Over the years we have joked about the pirhana dinner for four. All the kids know about it.

So when it was time to meet "the boy," DK figured that Wonderhubby and I weren't as bad as pirhanas and referred to it instead as the barracuda dinner.

I laughed.

And then I asked Rocky, "Is that your real name or is it short for something?"

30 comments:

Blue Momma said...

Great post. I hope to see my son as happy one day. Nothing makes me happier now than to see him smile and feel content. If the teenage years are bad it just might kill me!!!!

And first! I'm first!

Mama DB said...

Oh, I can't even imagine what mine will be like in a year, let alone what type of person he will chose for us to meet. I loved reading this.

VDog said...

This is my brother exactly! WOW! Dark, didn't think he would make it past the teen years...etc., etc.

He will be 24 this summer, came out a few years ago, but, alas, is not in a relationship....

Great haiku, Janet!!

suchsimplepleasures said...

you're awesome!! that post...awesome! i have a dark cloud child, too. i'm so worried that he won't live to see his teen years...so, i know that feeling. but, your son came out of it fine! i'm happy for him. and...i'm glad you kind of approved...kind of!
xoxo

Toni said...

Great post. I love to hear those meet the parents stories!

~JJ! said...

Awesome!

So happy it went well.

Your rivalry will be fun for you...You can joke about it, fight about it and still remain friends...sounds like a good deal to me...

Kathryn said...

My hubby had a little too much to drink at the first dinner with my folks. Nice. Luckily they knew him fairly well before that so they weren't too scared. ;)
Great story! Glad it went so well!

secret agent mama said...

This post made me tingle and smile and feel love. Wow. I'm so happy for DK, and the piranha/barracuda story...priceless!! Much Love, J!

Scylla said...

That is so cool!! I love love!!

Aoj & The Lurchers said...

I'm so glad it went well! DK is very lucky to have parents like you guys.

Tink said...

Awesome! I laughed out loud when you said DK ducked down. I can only imagine how nervous he was. For a looooong time I wouldn't let my parents meet my boyfriends. There's just that overwhelming possibility that it would turn out... well, like your Piranha dinner. Hehe.

wright said...

Yeah - I'm glad it all went well. But now you have me wondering what college you went to!!!

Simply Jenn said...

Yay Janet!!! I can't even imagine how wonderful that felt for you. See you were the best mom you could be and it turned out just fine. Your son just needed a little extra time!

storyteller said...

What a wonderful Haiku and post! I love the title and the context for this post, relating back to your own past. Your son is lucky to have loving parents who accept him as he is ... and I'm happy that HE'S so happy in this new relationship.
Hugs and blessings to you all!

dawn224 said...

my grandpa would only say "hmph" for years :)

fab for good dinner :)

Canadian flake said...

roflmaooooooo wayyyyyyy too funny...in our family, we had the reverse problem...when my mom met the gnome she loved him...and when I met the gnome's parents they HATED me..lol

Burgh Baby's Mom said...

That's so sweet! The boyfriend must be a good one for you to manage to work on getting over your disdain for his alma mater.

DIXIECHICK said...

What a great post....I am so glad things went slowly and you and Wonderhubby weren't too hard on Rocky...maybe he has finally found someone to make him settle down.
Awesome!

anglophilefootballfanatic said...

See and being a Longhorn (and Domer!), I am not able to get over the school rivalry! If mine brought home a Sooner (or Trojan), I'd not handle it well at all! I'm proud of you for being such an amazing mother we can all look to for guidance!

The Other Dawn said...

My mom never liked any boy until THE BOY. Now THE HUBS. Moms have good taste, you know. Glad he wasn't too obviously inappropriate for DK.

Marylin said...

aww that is so sweet :) bet you were so chuffed to see your boy happy!

AtomiK Kitten said...

Long horns down, baby! ;) I'm a sooner all the way! So much so that I even work there!

Thanks for stopping by!

MamaGeek said...

I'm so scared of the teenage years already - but this was AWESOME and you have such a great tude. At the end of the day, it's always awesome to see your kids happy.

Loved it.

abritdifferent said...

Should I be grateful that my husband and I were MARRIED for EIGHTEEN months before my Mum finally got to meet him in the flesh? It's a funny story--well, it IS now.

My Gran said, "Ok, I'll get you and I both a ticket and we'll go over for the reception." The time came and my Gran bought a ticket for herself and up and left. My Mum was so mad!

Very cute post!

Mama Drama Jenny, the Bloggess said...

Love this!

It's amazing what love and acceptance will do for a kid.

Kaytabug said...

HA ha! I am so glad that dinner went so well!!! The way you described those 2 is just beautiful! I am so happy for DK!It just sounds lovely!

He is blessed to have you 2 as parents!! Yet, I bet you feel blessed to have him!

Sarcastic Mom (aka Lotus) said...

Great job at the ku!

I can imagine it does your heart insane amounts of good to see your DK happy. :-)

Cathy said...

That's great that this new relationship is bringing out the best in your son. He's truly found something special, hasn't he??

Bridge said...

First time commenter here...

Loved this entry. I know I will cringe the day I have to go to a dinner with one of my kids and a boyfriend/girlfriend. I'll be a mess.

My father used to think it was fun to clean his antique guns whenever I had a date picking me up. I promise I'll never be that mean.

Robinella said...

So glad the dinner date was fabulous!

 
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