Sunday Confirmation

Sunday 21st was Matthew's cousin Marcus's grade 8 confirmation. I of course was invited which is great, but family gatherings that are not my family scare the crap out of me.

I think it could be the fact I haven't really met 'all' of his family yet, or at least all in one sitting. Well it wasn't that large of a gathering at the banquet hall which was a good thing. But none of this is important or relevant to why I am writing this blog.

I want to discuss the relationship of Matt's mom and I. Lets start with outfit selecting shall we. First of all, I was the first person she wanted to give her an opinion on what she should wear. Skirt or pants? This top or that one? These shoes or those?
Let me start off by saying, I'm an acceptance whore. I have this "need" to be accepted by the significant others parents. Especially the mother, always the mother.

I've been dating Matt for a year, just 2 months over now and it feels like I've been fighting for his mothers attention. Well, not really, she would bake with me and stuff but still. I wanted more! I also felt like I was trying to take the place of Matthew's Ex girlfriend Maria, which was hard for me to stomach.

Anyways, back to the story.

So, the day of, I needed pantyhose, I was going to go with Matt to Walmart to quickly grab a pair but his mother offered to have me try on a pair of hers that weren't opened. Okay, nothing special about that right? Right.

After I was dressed, I was trying out accessories to wear with the dress, which of course I asked her opinion. She took a look at the bracelet I had on, then turned to her jewellery box and went through her stuff and picked one of hers for me to wear. I thought that was really nice of her. I then sat down and watched her put on her make-up.

Once we were all done we headed to the church then straight to the hall. I ended up sitting beside his mom in the hall, which was fine. Night went well, then espresso and brandy and baileys shots were passed around. I declined of course 'vow from Cuba'.

Then his mother says;

" Does this mean I don't have a drinking partner if I want to go out?"

WoW! I swear I must of blushed!

Matt then stepped in before I could say anything;

" Don't worry, she'll grow out of it soon enough."

Umm, no I won't... I almost died!! Hello!?!

Then it was time for pictures. They came to the table that we were sitting at and wanted a family group shot. I moved out of the way. Lina; Matt's cousin, then told me to get into the picture, I'm considered part of the family too.

Matt's mom then followed that with "practically" which threw me off...maybe more so in a bad way...

Later that night when we got home, Matt and his dad went downstairs to the basement to watch the highlights from the Benfica game, while his mom, miki and I stayed upstairs. Me and his mom ended up having a long winded conversation for over half an hour. The conversation consisted of married life, changes, dealing with the family drama they are experiencing. I like it when she opens up to me and talks to me about personal things. Especially when we can relate.

I hope soon we can actually have bonding time. Like if she were to invite me out somewhere alone. Like she did with the ex Maria...all..the...time.

God.

Update on health- still shit. That is all.