Sometimes people can say things that are kind of hurtful and insensitive, and they don't even know they're doing it. I'm not sure if that makes it better or worse... it's just something that happens when we don't pay attention to other people.

Anyways- wow, has it really been a week since All-con? I guess after I spent so much time gearing up and getting ready for it- it's hard to realize it's over. Heh.

Anyways- my week since Andrew left was less than eventful. I got to hang out with Holly a little, we had some lunch at Cafe Max and that was delicious and very fine. There was even some Bermuda Triangle action on friday before Tracy had to leave. Purikura is still hilarious, more so when the camera is trying to take images of your knees. Seriously, wut?

I've been trying to tackle my seemingly endless 'to-do' list.

One of these items is meeting Andrew's mom. Wait a minute...

I just realized... I've been engaged for almost a year. Dude. What?

Okay, anyways- yes. I'm going to take 2 days off of work next week (Thursday and Friday) since it is my spring break from LCB. I'm traveling to Bloomington for a few days where I'm finally going to meet Mrs. Share. Andrew said he wasn't concerned, that in a short span of time over a brief meeting, she's likely to be pleasant. That makes me feel less nervous, but at the same time- she's never had an engaged son, so who knows- all previous rules of behavior could go out the window. (Plus.. Andrew's the *good* one...) He's done a good job of quelling my anxiety though- so I think there's not too much to worry about. It's going to be OKAY.

To be honest, I feel a little bad for the lady. I mean, I understand that in the past she has acted in ways that aren't responsible and some of the stories Andrew has shared have been almost surprising... but I dunno. I guess I come from a way different background. My mom and dad do things that are infuriating (although to be fair- never just plain mean or careless)- but... I dunno, they're still my parents. Even at this age, they garner a certain amount of respect from me, and I'm willing to give it- it seems. I mean, that's the only way this whole 'parenting' thing works. A parent is really only in control of this child allows them to be.

I'm hoping this whole "I totally respect parental authority" thing is a bonus for me in her eyes. I know that Andrew doesn't exactly plan extensive interaction with her for the rest of her life (I think we talked about it once, and it seems like Thanksgiving is the holiday for his folks) but... I dunno, I guess the part of me that seeks validation wants her to like me. I'm likeable, right? I've got a sunny disposition and I'm always kind to animals! Cute animals, anyway. There was a bug in my room and I totally squooshed it. Ew.