Meeting the parents

[revolution724]

Okay, it's one thing to tell your parents you dig people of your own gender. And... it's one thing to introduce or be introduced to the parents of the new someone special in your life.

But has anyone gone through the parent meeting thing with the parents of a same-sex partner?

I just had dinner (was invited by them, even!) with my girl's parents for the first time this weekend. It went well, on the whole, but I'm curious about other people's experiences. So? Any war stories?

 

[Raimondin]

Okay, it's one thing to tell your parents you dig people of your own gender. And... it's one thing to introduce or be introduced to the parents of the new someone special in your life.

But has anyone gone through the parent meeting thing with the parents of a same-sex partner?

I just had dinner (was invited by them, even!) with my girl's parents for the first time this weekend. It went well, on the whole, but I'm curious about other people's experiences. So? Any war stories?

First of all, I'm as out & open as a weather vane, always have been. Sometimes this can cause interesting situations or "embarrassments" when meeting a partner's parents or family for the first time.

I was invited to a Christmas dinner one year at my (then) boyfriend's parent's home. After going together for almost eight months, I assumed my friend had told them about us and after all the "hellos, how are yous', & nice to meet you," down the line of brothers, sisters and all, we settled in for the great dinner.

First question that popped out of mommie dearest's mouth was if there was a "special girl" in my life? To which I answered, "Yes, he's sitting right next to me." It was like a rehearsed spitting out of punch & egg nog reaction from the whole table! My friend stood up and pulled me out of my chair from the scruff of my neck and we went to where the cars were parked. More specifically, to where my car was. All I can remember coming out of his mouth, was "How could you, how could you?!"

Well, of course that was the last I saw of him. I did get a letter in the mail from him about a week later, which at the greeting read, "Hey fuckhead." I didn't read any further and simply tore it up into the bin.

True story. I just wonder why these things (usually the worst) always happen at the dinner table.

 

[deezire1900]

I hate it!

My family is always sweet to the women I bring home to meet them. They are so supportive.

But recently I went to a family gathering with a girl I was dating and she introduced me as her "friend", everyone (about 60 people) was as nice as they could be to a stranger they had never meet...she left me alone for an hour at a time as she ran around and talked to family. Finally, her uncle came over to me and asked where I played softball. I said I was too much of a princess to play SB and that I didn't even know how to throw a ball.

I got the look, and she told me in the car ride home that she told everyone there we were friends from SB. I said...thats what you get for lying!

 

[revolution724]

Man, Deezire, if she was going to try to closet herself by making up a story, the least she could do would be to clue you in so you had the option of playing along. Sheesh.

Raimondin, that's classic. I mean, I'm terribly sorry the relationship was a casualty, but it sounds like you're now seeing the humor in the situation. Oy.

 

[deezire1900]

I agree. SHe just didn't get it.