November 5, 2012
The meeting of the parental units for the first time. Much anticipated, with a slight frisson of concern from some parties. It went better than anyone anticipated, so something is going well. Rarely has Dad been so clearly amused, let alone by someone he has just met, to the point of all but falling out of his chair, but Audrey’s description of the neighbor’s decorating of the shared foyer was too perfectly hideous. A small disaster with the dress today merely rachets up the level of tension, even if there is a recovery plan for the cakes by day end.