The Beautiful Kind

The other night my guy had a business acquaintance over for dinner - someone I hadn’t met yet. A girlfriend of ours also came over for dinner.

Before the acquaintance arrived, I said to my guy and our girlfriend, “Let’s pretend that you two are the couple living here and I’m the friend who is visiting.”

They were down with it, so when he arrived they sat close together on the couch, and I sat over aways on the floor. They called each other “honey” and went into the kitchen to make dinner as I sat and chatted up the guy. He asked me how the two of them met, and I told him, laughing like a maniac on the inside the entire time. If I was ever worried I would say the wrong thing, I just kept my mouth shut, and it worked out fine.

It was fun asking them about the stuff in their house (“how many sock monkeys do you have, anyway?”) when really I was asking about my own stuff.

At one point the guy asked if she and I were sisters. We said no, but wished we had said yes, cuz it would have been great to see his expression if we suddenly started making out. His face would be like this: 0.0

Oh well, it will still be fun the next time he comes over and I’m the woman of the house. Man he will be so confused.