Schmooie Wanna-be Meets Da Mama

After Shy Boy’s romantic e-mail about wanting to be more mushy, I decided to just go with it. Something about what he wrote did melt my heart a bit. While I stupidly didn’t tell him that I wasn’t sure I had the same feeling for him that he had for me, I did level with him that I would be returning to my beloved state out West. And he was okay with that. He wanted to pursue a long distance relationship if I was interested. Meanwhile, my mama was getting antsy to meet him. A good Jewish mother has got to be nosey. So I decided it’d be okay to invite him to my mother’s birthday party. He agreed to go. I told him what to wear and how to look. Still, he showed up in the wrong outfit. This was Shy Boy and myself’s first outing since deciding to be more romantic in public. When we got to the restaurant, he was already at the door waiting. I introduced everybody. Then my mom, my sister, and their friends followed the waiter to our table. Sensing my nervousness over this whole meeting, Shy Boy lagged behind to put an arm around me and kiss me on the head. My mom and her friends enjoyed talking to him. My sister was less thrilled. He was doing very well. He even brought presents. I was beginning to feel proud of him. My mom and sister’s friends wanted to go dancing afterward. We went to a hotel where a band was performing some really great tunes. On the way to the hotel, my mom did the driving while Shy Boy and I sat in the back. Things were going very well, and I felt a sudden interest in holding his hand. So I passed him my hand, and he took hold of it. The highlight of the evening was when my mom forced him to dance. The other highlight was holding hands on the way home and stealing some quick little kisses in the back of the car. I didn’t want it to be too obvious what we were doing. After all, my mom was only a few feet away doing the driving. Shy Boy and I have developed a very teenaged relationship, sort of secretive, all the while being very innocent and sweet. We seem to like it that way. And I just hope we can remain on the same page as the other about where our relationship should go.