They Boyfriend and I spend a fair amount of time with his parents. We have dinner with them several nights a week. (Boyfriend’s mum does all my washing and ironing, bless her cotton socks. How could I not repay that by cooking a few meals here and there!)
This week Boyfriend’s sister has been visiting. I am getting this awkward feeling. Let me try to describe why – here’s a few conversations from the past few days:
Boyfriend’s sister: Mum, do you have a large frypan I can do toasted sandwiches in?
Boyfriend’s Mum: No, but 12 has a really good one, you’ll have to ask her if she can use it.
Hmm. Could be worse. But it keeps going.
Boyfriend’s sister: I need a knife, where are the sharp ones?
Boyfriend’s Mum: Oh, 12 bought me a lovely knife block, you can use those.
OK , I started feeling VERY intrusive by now.
Boyfriend’s sister: Where are the placemats?
Boyfriend’s Mum: Just ask 12, she’ll show you where everything is.
AAAHHHH!
Tags: Real Conversations, The Boyfriend
12 On The Inside 
July 14, 2009 at 7:04 pm |
That’s a little strange.
July 15, 2009 at 1:25 pm |
She does your laundry? What a woman. It sounds like a fair trade to me. Your culinary skills have always impressed me (through the screen, obviously)
July 16, 2009 at 1:00 am |
I do so love reading your blog.
July 17, 2009 at 9:07 am |
Heh, how old is this sister?
I realise that sounds bad…I mean it strictly out of curiosity and not in any perverted manner!
July 17, 2009 at 3:06 pm |
WT, isn’t it reassuring when you find other people are just as strange as your own family. Or at least a little strange, nobody could top my family.
Jenn: Yep, she is a gem even though she has this wierd obsession with oroning things that just don’t need ironing. We have managed to wean her off ironing underpants now though.
Brett: Thanks. 🙂
Frank: Sister Out-Law is just a few years (maybe 3?) older than The Boyfriend. Who is 3 years older than me. AND WE ALL KNOW I’M 12! hehe. plus the rest.