Winnipeg
Tomorrow I leave for Winnipeg with Steve to meet his parents and stay with them over the weekend. I'm a little nervous, but I think all I'll really have to do is shoo Steve out the door for the first evening and get drunk with his parents. He'll come home to his father wearing a lampshade sitting outside of a fort his mother and I made out of couch cushions. She and I will be passed out inside with all the dogs while his father asks for the "pashwerd." After that, I'm sure we'll be fast friends.