So this weekend I was in Arkansas for my little brother's graduation.
My brother has a great group of friends from high school who went to Arkansas with him, and the families are all friends too (all of the families except mine have known each other since the kids went to K-8th grade Catholic school together. My brother and I went to another Catholic school in the area and the boys all knew each other from playing sports together).
4 of them graduated on Saturday so the moms got together and planned a big party to celebrate. The families of their other friends from high school who didn't graduate came in, plus friends and family of the graduates. It was a really fun time.
Friday night all the boys and the siblings went out to hit up the Fayetteville bars together... like I said we've all known each other for a long time, and it was a blast to see everyone and hang out - all of the siblings like to party, so we had a great time, ending in a 15 person sleepover at one of the boys houses (I slept in a chair in my dress. The 31 year old sister of one of the other graduates woke up on the couch with her shoes still on and a pickle in her hand. Whooo college!).
Saturday we all hung out together at the party after graduation, laughed about the night before, and ate and drank all afternoon/evening. One of the older brothers is a year older than me and was actually friends with my ex in high school. He hosted the after prom party we went to after my junior prom (his/the ex's senior prom).
So at one point we were talking on Saturday and I was thinking to myself "Man, he's really cute. and Fun!" And then after a couple (10) beers I tweeted "I think I am going to make out with a family friend/friend from high school/friend of my ex tonight."
Of course that didn't happen (I'm super awkward around boys that I like. Due to very little dating experience? Or just because I'm awkward? I don't know. Anyway. The story continues...)
Saturday during the graduation party I'm talking to the sister of one of the graduates from Dallas who is my age and is the younger sister of the boy I wanted to make out with. I was telling her that I signed up to run the 1/2 marathon in Chicago and told her she should come up and run it with me. She was like oh cool let me know the details, I've never run that far but I like to run, etc.
Saturday night there was sleepover number 2, this one involving about 25 people (everyone who was too drunk to drive stayed after the party and me because my brother was my drive). Oh and this was the night that my brother and I slept in one of his friends beds and my brother tried to spoon me (I think/ hope he thought I was his girlfriend).
So we wake up Sunday morning and the boy I wanted to make out with and I realize that we're on the same flight to Chicago from Arkansas (and he had to catch a connection to the east coast). We exchange numbers and I'm like okay cool we'll figure out a ride to the airport this afternoon. So I text him in the afternoon and he calls back and we figure out that one of the boys is going to drive us to the airpot. We get to the airport and check in, and realize that our flight is only like half full and the seat next to him is empty so he's like okay cool, sit next to me.
We have like an hour or so before our flight and we're just hanging out, chatting, reminiscing about high school, talking about jobs, etc. and I'm thinking "damn it, you totally should have tried to make out with him last night." As we're chatting I get a text from my mom:
Mom: "At airport?"
Me: "Yep just got here. (Boy) and I are sitting next to each other"
Mom: "If you two can stay awake you can keep each other company"
Mom: "It has crossed my mind that you two would make a good couple. I'm just saying...."
Me: "Oh Lord"
Mom: "Think about how much fun the reception would be between our two families!"
Mom: "And how high the liquor bill would be!"
Me: "lol stop it!"
(obviously I wasn't going to be like 'weirdddd, we've known them for 10 years and this weekend I ALSO decided that we would make a good couple', duh)
So yesterday morning I facebook him something silly along the lines of "hope moving goes okay, I am totally struggling today after this weekend"(he was moving out of his apartment at 7:00 Monday morning) and made a funny little joke about something that happened Friday night at the bar. (as my roommate and I have discussed, facebook is obviously where all love connections happen so if he also wants to make out with me he'll facebook me back. I'll keep you posted).
I also facebooked his sister and was like "here's the site for the marathon, here's the training program I'm gonna use, etc"
Then his sister facebooks me back and is like "okay, I registered, I'm in!"
So I facebook my mom, tagging the sister in the post, and said:
"(Sister) signed up for the Chicago 1/2 Marathon in September! You and (her mom) should come up that weekend and cheer for us and take us out to dinner after!"
And My mom comments:
"Yeah! That will be so fun! I'm e-mailing (their Mom) right now to plan it! Should we get (Sister's Brother/boy I wanted to make out with) to come too?"
Oh. My. God.
And THAT is why you shouldn't be friends with your parents on facebook.