I’m part of a family that generally participates in bonding time at the table. There is the occasional movie, play, concert or trip, but for the most part we get our talking out during mealtime. Being an on-the-go individual between work, school and everything else, I’ve been pegged as the “eat and run” child. It’s common knowledge that if the parents want to see me they should invite me to dinner or ask me on a lunch date. The same rule applies if I want to see them. We are a family that likes to talk, and you can’t do that at the movies or a concert…at least you shouldn’t do that.
Insert March. I don’t know what it is about this month, but for some reason I’ve now been invited to both parent’s houses for the same day. I ended up going to my mother’s house on Tuesday. My brother was in town visiting and I don’t get to see him very often. I got a text from my step-mom that afternoon asking about dinner. I kindly declined due to the plans at my mother’s house. No big deal, we’re an understanding lot. The night was spent eating dinner and playing a few rounds of Yahtzee. We gamble when we play. I lost about five dollars. I’m going to Las Vegas in a couple days, so I hope that isn’t a warning sign.
Insert this afternoon. I made plans to eat again at my mother’s house with my sister. Sorry, vegetarians, but the menu was steak. I was sitting at work finishing out the day when my step-mom texted me asking if I wanted to eat dinner at their house. The menu? Steak. Freakish coincidence. I would have declined since I already made plans with my mother, but she threw in the winning message: “Barney went to get Angie today. She will be here for supper.” (Side Note: Barney is what we call my dad, and Angie is my grandmother.)
Grandma is in town!?!?!
I love my grandma. Both of them. Because she doesn’t live in town, I take every opportunity to see her when she is. I already made plans to hang out with one of my friends after dinner, so there wasn’t time to hang out at both places. I ended up canceling dinner with my mother (she understood, and my sister was still there with her).
Conclusion: If you want me at your dinner table, make sure someone from out of town is visiting for said meal.