Prince(ton) Charming!

I have been terrible about updating, haven't I? I'm sorry. I blame R. We got a Wii Fit a couple of weeks ago, and he's always setting new records for me to break. Hey, the thought of wanting to beat him keeps me motivated. This is the Positive side of my Competitive Nature. Hope it helps me drop a little BMI.


The highlight of the weekend, by far, was the text message that Beebie got from Princeton on Saturday afternoon:

There is no other way to say this, but will you be my girlfriend?

So it's official. And Beebie was over the freakin' MOON.

And then on Sunday evening, Buffy (I'm just going to stick with that name for Priceton's Mom) and Princeton came to pick Beebie and me up for a movie. Princeton was SO cute. He came in, introduced himself to R, Pie and Tito, and shook R's hand like a polite young gentleman. He was so adorable, I swear, I almost cried.

I've gotten to know and appreciate Buffy a little better, and I have to say, she is doing a fantastic job of raising her boy to be a good person. She and Princeton have an excellent level of communication; they are very open about everything (including sex), and I really respect that. I told her that Beeb talk openly too and that Beeb knows she can ask us anything, as you've all witnessed frequently on this blog. Are Lesbians Real? and What Are Rubbers? are among my favorites.

I also appreciate that Buffy is another one of those people like myself who are perfectly comfortable smuggling snacks into movie theaters. I buy soda and popcorn, but fuck if I'm gonna drop four bucks on Twizzlers when I can get them for a dollar at Walgreens.

Still, the woman is INTENSE. Thank God she's not the Swamp Thing level of Intense; at least it's not physically painful to listen to her speak. She's got the social graces that Swamp Thing lacks, plus she's got voice mail and a cell phone. But she's slightly Intense and extremely Outspoken, and I'm a bit intimidated by it. While she and I were on the phone (for over an hour), Princeton asked if he could play X-Box. She told him very sternly, "You may play for ten minutes, and then I want you to work on your French homework for twenty minutes."

My kids don't ask me if they can play video games. And even I know that ten minutes is hardly enough time to even DO anything in a video game. R plays games for hours before he realizes how long he's been on. And who makes their kid take French anymore? Oh, and I also found out that she kept Princeton home from school to go to an Obama rally. Princeton registered voters. I think that's pretty cool.

So the four of us went to see The Dark Knight. I was kinda nervous that it would be too intense for Beebie, but I didn't want to insult the Young Luvvahs by suggesting Space Chimps. Plus, if I was going to have to sit through it too, I wanted the film choice to be something that I didn't mind seeing.

Heath Ledger. Heath Ledger. Heath. Ledger.

The movie was very good. I liked the second half of it better than the first half, and I absolutely HATED Christian Bale's raspy, whispery, Batman voice. Aaron Eckhardt was great, but Heath Ledger, kids.

Heath. Fucking. Ledger.

On the way home, Princeton asked me a question - I forget what it was - and then while I was answering, he said something to Beebie. And Buffy caught him. I didn't care, really, but she railed him for asking me a question and then not listening to my answer. "In the Fee-YOU-ture," she said, "When you ASK someone a QUES-tion, you are to LISTen to what they have to SAY, and not interRUPT them. GOT that?"

Duuuuuude.

Oh, and the BEST part - when we pulled into our driveway, Buffy told Princeton "And as a Gentleman, you walk her to the door." So he did. And Beebie said thank you and that she'd had a nice time and she'd see him tomorrow at school. And a little while later she got a text from him saying he'd had a good time too.

So, so cute.