Turns out I probably didn’t need to go above and beyond on the food for tonight’s dinner, as CC’s man and The Dude took to each other like fish to water. Indeed, it appears to be a bromance on both sides. (Both from observation and from reports after the fact from both bro corners.) But whatever: the food was so good that none of us had room for dessert. (Note: this is why I am so lazy about making dessert! and why I make my guests bring that as opposed to some other item! My food is so good nobody has room for dessert! )
So two weeks from today, it looks like The Dude will be meeting my mom and G. He will be doing so at a dinner I cook, mainly because I know that there is no way for him to win at a dinner out with G. (G. will offer to pay, and he will expect for The Dude to offer to pay, and then if The Dude does G. will fight with him, and if The Dude won the fight G. would be pissed, but if The Dude didn’t win he also would be pissed, so yes, I want to avoid all of that, so I will cook.) It’s worth noting that my mother has questioned the way that we are “calculating” the meeting of people. I then reminded her that she’s only ever met two people I’ve dated, with a ten year spread between them. It’s worth noting that The Dude will be a decade after the last one. As I said to her: “don’t act like an asshole because you can’t expect another one until I’m nearly 50 if you do.”
But so, The Dude, and The Relationship. The Dude is grand, and The Relationship with him is really, in spite of myself, exactly what I need and want. Will it last? We shall see. But so far so good.