meeting the momma

Yesterday afternoon I got to meet Asleep's mom, Francisca for the first time. I was nervous, but I have a strange urge to play card games with her. We walked in to four children playing and watching Spanish cartoons. Gordo and Estella were there - I had met them over New Years Eve. Estella and I watched Strangers With Candy together and Gordo was too scared to talk to me. The kids warmed up to me right away. We played hang man on the computer and I taught them the hand slapping game (where the person on the bottom flips their hands up to slap the other's hands). Hector, Asleep's brother came downstairs for a brief moment and told me I look like Ashton Kutcher and that I also dress like him from That 70s Show. I beg to differ.

Asleep's mom was wonderful. She was soft spoken and shorter than I had imagined. I told her I like her new car - she told me I can't drive it. She also wanted to see my ingrown hair - I told her she can't drive it, and refused to show her. This was all done by relay of message through Asleep.

*For those reading, I currently have a volcano-sized ingrown hair on my ass. The pain scale is about an 8.5 (10 being the worst). I can't sit and I can't walk right. It's putting a damper in my always sunny life. We went to CVS to have the pharmacist tell us that it may result in surgery to remove - if we feel comfortable we can cut it out, or have a doctor do it. Now, I love Asleep, I just don't know if I want him cutting open my ass cheek. This is why I need medical insurance.

While Asleep was sitting next to his mom, she told him his hair needed brushed. She got a comb and brushed only half of it - I think she figured there was way too much of it. She then suggested he need mousse for it but I didn't see any mousse action. She offered me a pair of shoes that Asleep's cousin dropped off - slightly worn but I would take them. They are white and blue Nike Air's (I'm sure Michael could inform me of the correct name of them).

We left after an hour or so of visiting. I hope to go back soon. His mom is nice - and she gave me a cool pair of shoes. Maybe next time I go back she will have a Swiss Army watch for me? I can wish, can't I?