Mike took me to dinner at his parent's house. Someone had killed a deer, and ma made burgers out of it. I wasn't thrilled, and it was worse when she put them on the table and announced "come and get your bambi burgers!". Ick. (Turns out this same woman told my brother-in-law when he was four that they were having Big Bird for Thanksgiving dinner.)

Then they tried to get me to slide over on a splintery bench for giggles (I'd done that before and knew better). Sometime in the middle of the meal my soon-to-be mother-in-law looked at me and exclaimed "I've always wanted a grand daughter!" I nearly choked to death on a bambi burger. We hadn't even discussed marriage, and he hadn't brought me to meet the folks 'cause I was in a family way.

They turned out to be OK people, and they're certainly interesting to be around. Visiting with people who have such distinctive senses of humor is never boring!