Grace is right that talking about relationships is a snoozefest. However, I have nothing else right now to talk about. And I've bothered my friends with this enough today. So.
The boy and I have been going strong for five months. We know each other's friends. We email multiple times per day. We see each other most weekends.
Last night, on the advice of numerous people who told me it was NO BIG DEAL, I casually, in the context and midst of various other things, asked him in an email if he had ever mentioned me to his parents. Who he lives about twenty miles from. And emails with "regularly".
I haven't heard from him all day. ALL DAY. (No, he's not just busy. People with iphones who email you sports articles you couldn't care less about are not that busy.)
Why. WHY did I do that? I was curious! It wasn't a big deal! Did I freak him out? Everything everything EVERYTHING points to us being in a real relationship.
I know that we both have strong feelings. Why would this freak him out?
I was watching He's Just Not That Into You a few weeks ago, and laughing (pitying) the sad girls who screw things up with men. Never ever have I been that girl. A few months ago I didn't even know if I really liked him. Well, I do. Clearly.
I'm having another glass of wine. I will not email him again. This is ridiculous.
Thanks to me being a girl, I billed about .2 hours today.
Check that. (Meaning everything above.) Now I'm just mad. mad mad mad. If he's this weirded out by a simple question like that I think we have bigger issues happening here.
At 8:51pm I received the following as part of a longer email:
"I have indeed mentioned you to my fam. I've talked to my mom, sister, and granddad about you. I don't talk to my dad about stuff and my grandmom is getting kind of senile."
Jesus Christ. I'm not cut out for this.