I got home to a strangely empty apartment last night and was confused. I thought to myself, "Self, isn't there supposed to be a little kid here with my loving and good lookin' boy friend? What gives?" Turns out I had just beaten them home, which was good. Gave me time to clean up the kitchen a bit and take out the trash. I know, I'm a compulsive neat freak when it comes to people being in my home. I don't want anyone to discover my inner slob.
So, there I sat, my stomach filled with hyperactive butterflies, awaiting the arrival of a small girl whom I had never met, a small girl that is the end-all, be-all of my b/f's life. What was I so afraid of? I generally like kids. They generally like me. But what if I didn't like her? Or worse, what if she didn't like me? I remember the first time I met my dad's new wife and let me tell ya, I tried really hard to like her but, well, I was 16 and angry.
They finally arrived and it went something like this:
Me: (standing next to the couch trying to look friendly and approachable) Hi.
Her: (standing by the wall looking kind of tired and shy) Hi.
Me: I hear you guys had quite a day going to Catalina.
Me: (getting desperate) Did you have fun?
Her: I got sick on the boat.
Me: Oh....I'm sorry.
Enter Nicodemus (my cat) stage left.
Her: (eyes light up, great big grin) Is that your cat? Dad said you have a cat. Can I pet him? How old is he? I have a cat named Purry and I used to have my dad's cat, Jazzy but he got old do you have one cat or two I'm going to get a Pug soon from my grandparents I used to have a rabbit but he ran away can I give your cat a treat what does he eat Purry likes my milk after I eat my cereal....
We're best friends now.
We stayed up late and watched a movie. Well, we put in a movie, but she spent a lot of time trying to get Nic to let her pet him. He kept venturing into the living room and then hiding under the bed for a few minutes, then venturing out again. My cat is a tease. I made her some eggs. (I guess her tummy was better). I could tell she was checking me out, trying to figure out this new person. Wondering about me and her dad. It was kind of strange in a de ja vu sort of way. She's a really cool little girl. Very smart, sweet and so full of energy. Poor boyfriend was zonked out on the floor, but she was not at all ready for sleep. Yep, I met her for a night and I'm gonna miss her when she leaves on Sunday.
The Plot Thickens:
Boyfriend is picking up her two teen-age brothers from Anaheim today. I'm going to have three, count 'em, three kids in my one bedroom apartment tonight! I've met the boys once for an afternoon. So this will be quite an experience. I have no idea where we're going to put everybody. Or how this little instant-family-for-a-day thing is going ot work out. Last week I had a boyfriend who I knew had kids, but they were never very "real" to me. Suddenly they are very, very real.
Well, it was bound to happen one day.
Thursday, March 16, 2006