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Maeve was telling me about getting her hair done for this wedding up in Massachusetts - "you know, crunchy paos, the usual" - and hearing the hairdresser describe the bride's coiffure as "very avanti-gaahd." ('I feel bad making fun of her, she's no nice - but she actually said 'avanti-gahhd!')

Received a b-day package from best friend Eloise today. It contained an itemized pachking list.

"Enclosed:

-1 bottle rhubarb liqeur
-1 mix CD
-1 much-promised government-issue memo pad
-1 gruckimish financial book, possible of interest to Slim"

In the accompanying note she added, "I hope the stuff is drinkable - I had a nip and it seemed okay, although I worry that the scrap of lemon peel has overpowered the delicate rhubarb flavor." Also, "Aunt Peggy just visited. Studying to become an Anglican chaplain - afraid she very much looks the part these days." Mentioned needing to come north and "claim a hideous nude painting - perhaps you recall it?"

Interestingly (or not?) enough, put up a batch of apricot brandy myself last night. Great minds?

So: Matt just asked my dad and now the cat is well and truly out of the bag. Seems to have gone okay; lots of talk from the folks about 'trusting my judgment' and then we all simultaneously seemed to realize that there was no reason anyone should. The mothers are to speak.


I called GK4 former fiance very serious and told him.

"Yeah, I know." He said. "I read your blog, you moron."

A compatriot just sent me the following link to Jon Dyer's Beard Page.

Slim is wending his way up to Westchester to ask my dad for my hand. I haven't told him, but I anticipate some parental skepticism of the gold-trading/serial-engagement/rushing-into-stuff varietal. Meanwhile, Slim's folks are already planning a trip east to meet me, have invited me on their family bike trip to Ireland next month (can't make it) and are eagerly awaiting the go-ahead to spread the word to the large, I-Cath fam.

I am feeling really cagey about spreading the word. (Besides, you know, here.) Feel I am becoming somewhat Young Hollywood in my tendency to affiance. Besides which, you know, I apparently get engaged to everyone I date. Narrowly missed being engaged to 2 men in a year, at least, as I told my friend Ella in re her mazel tov. I'll be more relaxed after he speaks to the fam. Await reports.

After Matt's mom's initial tearful response to the news, she called back, very seriously, to give Slim talking points for the man-to-man chat. She seems to feel he will fuck it up. After Matt called my dad to arrange the appt, I promptly got a puzzled call from that gentleman.

"Do you know what this is about?" he asked me. "You do! I can tell you do! Come on, tell me. I can't wait that long!"

He Dated Mingers

http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/showbiz/tv/article1213769.ece#OTC-RSS&ATTR=TV

Yes, he still has the moustache.

The ring is his Harvard=Westlake class ring. It has a bucking bronco on it.

WTFUCK?!!!

matt's parents (i gather from this end) are pushing for an october wedding!!!!

oh dear oh dear!!!!

things are out of hand! matt just called his folks to inform them of the engagement! I talked to his mom, who is tearful with joy. matt planning to call my dad tomorrow to ask for my hand. meanwhile, i am still drunk.