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I had a very strange experience this weekend - luckily my family doesn't do Hallmark holidays - so any fathers day nonsence was avoided, it was also pretty easy to avoid the footy, but the simple expediant of not hanging around the house while ppl where watching it, the experience of driving into a small country town however on grandfinal saturday, and finding all the shops shut and the streets practically empty was quite disturbing.

They seemed to like Mikey, which was a good start. What scared me is that they were quite nice. Dad concernedly askedc me about Madi, and whether I was okay about that. Mum talked to us, and suggested a Saturday morning trip out to Murrabit Market (a country market) which me and mikey went along with - and the three of us had quite a bit of fun. And on Saturday evening we sat around the table and had a family roast dinner, with a bottle of wine and everything.

My family never drinks wine with food (never in my memory), and my father hardly ever sits at the dinner table. My family is usually grumpy, and non communitive and often abusive, I didn't even get alot of digs about my hair.

I actually talked to my parents!!!

Then again, maybe the fact I actually have a real job at Melb Uni, means I'm not a complete dissapointment after all. Maybe it was the fact Mikey looks relatively normal, maybe it was the big arse shiny car we hired (we actually tried to hire a smaller one, but got a free upgrade in the absence of the model we wanted). Maybe its the fact I've moved out of share housing, maybe the fact I fixed their computer...

I don't know...vaguely happy about this, vaguely confused, vaguely wandering what the catch is...