Meet the parents

So yeah, I met the parents Christmas eve. They were...hmm.
They were kind of cool I guess. I think Val's dad is an amateur comedian. And some of the conversations I heard...crazy.
Her grandma was like...lets just say I thought I was caught in a scene from that movie "The Nutty Professor". You know, when the grandma is talking about relations. Val was embarrassed beyond belief and I still haven't stopped teasing her about it. If you could have seen her face when her grandmother starting talking about sexual positions...ha ha.
Her mom pulled me aside several times. Her questions were kind of mad. They were personal and things that I wouldn't share with anyone (except Starr maybe).
One of the one's that made me the maddest was when she asked me if I was in love with her daughter. Why would I tell her that if I haven't even said those words to her daughter? I told her that I didn't know yet, but when I did know, Val would be the first to know. She was kind of snotty to me for the rest of the night. Oh well.
Her dad and brothers were cool.
All in all, it was an okay trip. We got back early Christmas morning. Thank God because, if the girls haven't mentioned it yet, Starr's parties were fucking out of this world. I'm so glad that I didn't miss them. I so love her house.
Just so you know...the New Years party at the Bruisers was damn good too.