When I first met him, we both were attending a Friday night youth group. He definitely caught my eye. Bruce Lee came to mind--I had a terrible crush on him, too. It had to be his moves.
Anyway, after our first date, Phanmalee and I were inseparable after school. We did almost everything together.
One day we'd be at my house, and the next we'd be at his.
His grandmother would clasp her hands together. "Phanmalee and Shell mare-lee." Then she'd stuff a dried chili pepper between her teeth and chew. Personally, I couldn't figure out how she could keep something that hot in her mouth throughout the day. She replaced them frequently.
His entire family that couldn't speak English had it in their heads for us to get "Mare-lee" one day.
"Make purdy bay-bay," his mom said.
But as you all know, I never married him. In fact, we broke up 8 months later due to cultural differences, and the fact that I had a meddling mother. But he'll always be ingrained in my memory.
Anyone ever have a boyfriend your family didn't like and why?
Oh and see what the Sweetman got me!
I hope everyone has a day full of chocolate, flowers, hugs, and kisses today.
Hugs and chocolate, all!