Current mood:

amused

The Family Way
Mrs. Goldberg was a bit needy the other night, but the thing she kept repeating to me over and over was "I need you to meet my son. Tell me you will meet my son. When will you be here tomorrow? You have to meet my son." Now, i had just met her son an hour before this line of questioning started, but she apparently didn't remember this. A few hours into it i finally said to her, "Now Mrs. Golberg, you aren't playing matchmaker, are you?" She gave me a sly grin and said "Maybe" in total sing song, and then "are you married?" And the rest of the night she would periodically hug me and say things like "you would like us!" and "You would treat him good, i can tell." Oh lord. And, no, from having met the guy once, i'm not particularly drawn to him (never mind that he's at least 15 years older than me".