Last night went well. Lisa and I met up with both sets of parents for dinner at the Cock ‘n Bull. What a meal! After my grilled meat spectacular on Saturday night, the chicken breast smothered in gorgonzola sauce and prosciutto has left me contemplating the future of my heart. Lisa wasn’t exactly thrilled to watch my eating habits this weekend, and will probably push for salads all around this week.
As for the family members, everything started smoothly and continued even smoothlier… By the end of the evening we practically had to pull them apart, the conversations never took a break. Pretty amazing considering we even drudged up some political discussions (fortunately both sides adamently dislike Bush). The best part of all the talk, however, was when our fathers started swapping stories about old ballplayers. Even though I still have a distaste for baseball, I know full well what a great unifier its history can play. We all remember the idols from our youth, and love to connect with those of others.
Unfortunately it started raining just as we left the restaurant thus, since all of the shops were already closed, we were forced to call it a night. Probably a good time anyway, but it still felt cut short. That’s one more milestone down – next we’ll need to have the entire families meet.
Actually, there was one other milestone this weekend. Lisa and I opened joint savings and checking accounts at Commerce, although very little money will be in there to begin with. Oddly, these financial unions are not the ones I fear most… But that still remains slightly in the future.