Meet the Fockers

My mom has referred to last weekend as "Meet the Fockers" ever since my family decided to come in town for Easter, along with Matt's parents. Well, let's just say the name caught on and here's our weekend re-cap.

On Friday, the weekend began at Big River for dinner and then we headed to the Big Bang (dueling piano bar). Apparently, our motto for the night was go big or go home with all of the "bigs". Matt's mom thought about paying someone off the street to act like her, sit down at the table and then she'd really walk in.....would've been a hoot, but she opted out of that for the first time meeting the parents. The boys tried a fleet of beers, the girls opted for girly drinks and we all stuffed our bellies while getting to know everybody.

On our walk back to the car we saw these two characters dancing on the street advertising for Big Bang (the bar sells T-shirts that say "Bang This" on the front and their logo on the back). You can't help but die laughing and wonder they're for real.

Saturday, we had family time and did our own thing until the afternoon when we all headed to Arrington Vineyards for Music in the Vines. My family time consisted of breakfast, driving around looking at houses and fighting over the bathroom to get dressed. Once we all got dressed, we headed to Arrington and were thankful for the perfect weather and good company. We brought picnic with us for dinner and I wish I'd taken a picture of the spread because it was delicious! Our families got in some good quality bonding time at the picnic table, while Matt and I sat on the blanket and watched realizing how blessed we are to have amazing families that get along and have a good time!

As the night went on, we told stories about our childhood curiosity that led to many groundings and the one time Matt got in trouble (yes, he claims he only got in trouble one time - liar, liar pants on fire). We laughing and enjoyed several bottles of wine. Side note: I collect corks and on our way into the wine tasting we saw several bottles by the garbage can with corks in them. Well, what do you think we did? That's right I grabbed ever cork I saw! Matt's mom wanted to go to others picnicking and say there was a recall on the corks and we need to take them for their safety - she is a riot! We decided that might cause a state of emergency at the vineyard. Instead, Matt sweet talked the lady working the wine tasting into giving me an entire bag full of corks they had in the back.

Sunday morning we woke up to discover that the Easter Bunny came for a visit. Once again, I wish I'd taken a picture of all the Easter baskets lined up - Emily (roommate), mine, Matt, Austin and Andy (roommate). The Easter Bunny (aka Mary Bess) out-did herself and made baskets for all of us! We met Matt's family at church where we were curious what our parents reactions would be since our church is rather contemporary. My mom leaned over to me when the preacher came out and I thought she said, "He looks like Rod Stewart," but she actually said, "He looks like a rockstar." Either way, that gives you some insight. All that matters is it gets us to church and we pay attention!

After church, we headed to Bosco's for brunch. While the "kids" discussed what drink to order - mimosa or bloody mary, the parents looked over the food on the menu.....pretty typical for this gang! After saying our goodbyes to Matt's family, we then headed home for a very productive afternoon of naps - Austin in the bed, me on one couch, mom on the other couch and dad in the chair. That night, Matt came over and we had jambalaya while introducing my parents to the show Swamp People. Matt claims they're my kin. I don't know who I'd rather claim to be kin to - Richard Simmons or Swamp People.

I couldn't have asked for a better weekend. Matt's mom said she feels like she's known my parents her whole life. I believe our parents are incredibly similar, which makes this relationship that better! All in all, everyone got along, we laughed a lot and enjoyed the company and story telling. The weekend went by entirely way too fast, but the older I get, the more I cherish weekends like this.