January 1, 2009, my aunt died in an accident. I was pretty close to my aunt (only niece she saw frequently) and her son is like my second big brother.
My cousin was dating a girl at the time who I became friends with and about this same time, my cousin's roommate started asking about me.
Eventually, we went on a first date- which poor guy, consisted of trivia night with my cousin (his roomie), my dad, and my uncle. A few of his friends were there as well, but definitely not a solo date.
The next day, Valentine's Day, a huge group of us were at my aunt's cleaning the place up and organizing. It was a huge team efforts. A bunch of cousins, cousin's girlfriend's, friends, parents, they were all over working with us. It was just this huge outpouring of love and help.
My cousin's roommate was there and he was kind of giving me the eye but we were both really busy and he was outside working in the rain while I worked inside with the girls.
My parents had decided to go to a really nice restaurant that night and felt bad for me because I didn't get asked to go out by this guy, so they invited me.
While driving home, it was decided to invite my cousin and his girlfriend who obviously agreed.
About thirty minutes later, my mom thought, well we should maybe invite his roommate, too.
So our party of 3 grew to 5 and then to 6.
We all met up that night looking very nice and my date had bought me flowers and my cousin's girlfriend had brought me and my mom flowers, as well. The server put them in the back for us because we had so many!
After dinner, my cousin + girlfriend, me + date, met up at the bowling alley with another cousin and his girlfriend (they are married now). We played teams and it was so fun to go cosmic bowling in our really nice outfits.
That night was probably one of the best dates I have been on. It's nice to have a really close family and be able to do stuff like that and not have the entire night be awkward. I think if it's ever awkward with my family, it won't work out... especially because I really do have some of the coolest parents.
It didn't work out but it's okay. We still hang out occasionally... with lots of family around, usually.
I told my friends I would write about the good, bad, ugly, and awkward. This one falls under good. Duh.
Oh, and later on, the guy said he didn't ask me to dinner that night because the dinner my parents invited me to was way better than anything he would've been able to give. I told him I still would've said yes, but apparently he would've felt bad.
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