Wednesday, February 7, 2018

February 7th, 2018

What a night! I hate to be "that girl" who in this case eats so little. But I was so nervous that I didn't have an appetite. I hope they don't think I didn't like the food. It was a little heavier than what I usually eat, but Hal's dad knows how to grill. He, Laurence, smoked a tri-tip rubbed with pepper and spices. Hal's mom, Deborah, made scalloped potatoes, coleslaw, and we had peas to the side. And for dessert they served cherry pie a la mode. It was heaven.

They were kind and generous, and asked lots of questions. I wasn't sure how much Hal wanted them to know, so I let him describe how we got to know each other and started dating. He told them we'd been getting dinner each week and talking, he just didn't mention what we were talking about.

One of the things I was nervous about was them finding out I wasn't in college. But they were both supportive of me working at the museum while I saved up for college. "Especially with how expensive higher education is these days." Laurence works in a lab where they're trying to develop a bacteria delivery system to help deliver medicine to specific areas of the body. Deborah on the other hand is a science communicator. She's currently involved with helping to raise awareness of the local tribal heritage and history. I remember Hal mentioning that she was his guiding star towards his current major.

I didn't realize how quickly time had passed, and then it was time to go home. It was enjoyable, in a way I'd describe it as professional. Not uncomfortable, Hal's parents went out of their way to make sure I was comfortable. In fact, they didn't serve wine or beer knowing I couldn't drink any myself. They were good enough to not make a point of doing so either, I've had people do that to me before. But I saw that they had a small selection of wines, and there was beer in the 'fridge. I suspect a meal like that would typically have wine for them. I wouldn't have minded if they did, but it was thoughtful of them not to.

I just remember the times Hal's been here. We're so much more casual. Dad dressed down after work, Mom wearing her apron. We don't have alcohol, not just for me, but for Dad it's more religious conviction that he'd been raised with. Just very different cultures.

It's a good thing that I'd asked Candace to help me pick out an outfit. I wouldn't have known what to wear, but if I didn't have Candace I'da probably have shown up under dressed or prepared for an interview. Candace was able to pick out a nice skirt and blouse combo that was perfect. I'm always wearing slacks for work, and jeans when I'm getting around town. It was nice to wear a skirt for a change. Even Hal mentioned that he hadn't seen me in a skirt before. I might have to wear em more often. When the weather warms up.

Candace and I met at the gym again, without Hal of course. She was excited for me when she learned I'd be meeting his parents. She joined me while I got my hair done in addition to my other chores. And then came home with me to pick out my outfit. And then she wished me luck and said I'd have to tell her everything tomorrow.

Max was also supportive, over texts. She wanted pictures of every outfit I tried on and had comments for all of them. She was also keen to talk about the news report last night, and on every channel today. Even while Candace and I got lunch, they had different TV's on to different stations, both talking about the vigilante's car ride last night. I think that was one thing that struck me the most about Hal's parents. Their TV was off the entire time we were there. I don't think I've ever seen our TV off except when the power's out.

All in all it was a good day, a nice night.


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