Truth be told.
Sam thinks Arianna is going to be pissed.
I, on the other hand, think she's going to furious, but that's not the point. We've gone long enough now. I've ruled out the possibility of Sam realizing what he did and nicely hinting at a divorce, so she can know. And as long as she doesn't rub it in too much, we should be fine. We've been together for a long time, technically all we did was make it legal. Everyone knew we'd do it eventually, it was just a matter of being able to say "I do" without having to stop and think if we really did or not.
Luckily, we did.
She doesn't have too much to be upset about. This is what Arianna wanted. The whole "Marriage Mafia" thing she did, she put together with the intention of getting us to agree to marriage. If she wasn't so crazy she'd just be happy that we finally did it, but unfortunately for us, she's Arianna. I'm sure she'll insist that she wanted to be there, and that we didn't love her enough to invite her, and that she never liked me for Sam anyway.
That's why I told Dan to come along. To jump on the grenade.
Maybe he can't literally do that in front of Sam, but he can calm her down and put it into perspective better than I ever could. He'll be just relieved enough to try to convince her that its a good thing so that Sam doesn't get his ass kicked over keeping something from her.
I guess I have to take the blame for that one. I did force him into it. No literal arm twisting was involved, but I made it pretty clear that I wanted to test the waters before anyone knew. It just seemed easier that way. We wouldn't feel pressured by anyone while we were getting our act together, and they didn't have to worry about sitting through a ceremony that everyone but Sam and I would be bored by anyway.
I think it worked out well. Madsen nearly had a heart attack when we told him, but he's dealing. It hit twice as hard when he heard about the baby, but by the time he left, he seemed to be something approaching accepting of all of this. And hey, the baby is new good news for all of us, so there's one thing we didn't keep from them.
He would have tried to object anyway.
I took the ice cream out of the freezer and put it on the counter when I heard Sam walk in and then suddenly stop, waiting. I honestly think he's expecting her to kill him.
"It'll be fine." For once, I'm going to be the optimist. Someone has to play the part.
"Ready or not." I mumbled, walking out of the kitchen and into the living room where Dan and Arianna were seated a little closer than I would have liked them to be on the couch.
If Sam and I can live with that, they better find a way to deal with this.
"Sam, why don't you tell Arianna the good news."
Yes, I am leaving it all on him, it was partially his idea.
He's my husband, its his job to protect me.
I, on the other hand, think she's going to furious, but that's not the point. We've gone long enough now. I've ruled out the possibility of Sam realizing what he did and nicely hinting at a divorce, so she can know. And as long as she doesn't rub it in too much, we should be fine. We've been together for a long time, technically all we did was make it legal. Everyone knew we'd do it eventually, it was just a matter of being able to say "I do" without having to stop and think if we really did or not.
Luckily, we did.
She doesn't have too much to be upset about. This is what Arianna wanted. The whole "Marriage Mafia" thing she did, she put together with the intention of getting us to agree to marriage. If she wasn't so crazy she'd just be happy that we finally did it, but unfortunately for us, she's Arianna. I'm sure she'll insist that she wanted to be there, and that we didn't love her enough to invite her, and that she never liked me for Sam anyway.
That's why I told Dan to come along. To jump on the grenade.
Maybe he can't literally do that in front of Sam, but he can calm her down and put it into perspective better than I ever could. He'll be just relieved enough to try to convince her that its a good thing so that Sam doesn't get his ass kicked over keeping something from her.
I guess I have to take the blame for that one. I did force him into it. No literal arm twisting was involved, but I made it pretty clear that I wanted to test the waters before anyone knew. It just seemed easier that way. We wouldn't feel pressured by anyone while we were getting our act together, and they didn't have to worry about sitting through a ceremony that everyone but Sam and I would be bored by anyway.
I think it worked out well. Madsen nearly had a heart attack when we told him, but he's dealing. It hit twice as hard when he heard about the baby, but by the time he left, he seemed to be something approaching accepting of all of this. And hey, the baby is new good news for all of us, so there's one thing we didn't keep from them.
He would have tried to object anyway.
I took the ice cream out of the freezer and put it on the counter when I heard Sam walk in and then suddenly stop, waiting. I honestly think he's expecting her to kill him.
"It'll be fine." For once, I'm going to be the optimist. Someone has to play the part.
"Ready or not." I mumbled, walking out of the kitchen and into the living room where Dan and Arianna were seated a little closer than I would have liked them to be on the couch.
If Sam and I can live with that, they better find a way to deal with this.
"Sam, why don't you tell Arianna the good news."
Yes, I am leaving it all on him, it was partially his idea.
He's my husband, its his job to protect me.