Over the holidays I accompanied NGF to a gathering hosted by one of his line brothers. Though I met about half of his friends already, I was now meeting the girlfriends, fiances and wives of these closest friends. I was a tad bit nervous, extremely overdressed and had SO MUCH side eye after being there for about 20 minutes.
When I hear the words "house gathering", I automatically assume that these gatherings are tantamount to those held by THE GIRLS. A little idle chatter, doses of laughter, a lot of dancing and even more liquor. When I arrived, I made pleasantries, retrieved a cocktail from NGF and sat back to observe. Yup....observe. I can't say that I have been in an environment where people actually sat around and had conversations about current events....at a holiday house gathering. I was secretly thinking, "What in the Love Jones hell is going on here ?"
I informed NGF that I may have to step out for a second to show my face at a party being held by CALI GIRL and one of our MFs, and I couldn't get up out of that house fast enough. I was going to return, but I had to see some familiar faces. Making idle chatter with new people isn't something I've had to do in a while, especially when you want to make a good impression. Though EVERYONE at that gathering was younger than me, I care about what NGF cares about, so I had to put my best foot forward.
Anywho, as soon as I stepped into the room at CALI's party it was like a breath of fresh air. Cocktails, loud women, lound singing, cocktails and BEYONCE !! I was back in familiar territory of women who danced as if no one was looking and sang like no one cared we were as tone deaf as most of us are. For an entire hour, I was like a caged lion being freed from her captive. After about an hour of dancing and carrying on with THE GIRLS, I realized I needed to head back to NGF and his friend's gathering.
Once I got back, it was still as quiet as The Dickens, even more so because everyone was eating. I still could NOT fathom why there was no music in the background. Heck, the TV wasn't even on. I smile, introduce myself to new faces, get another cocktail and observe somemore. Then out of nowhere, here comes the game TABOO. Now, I have always had a great time playing this battle of the sexes game with THE GIRLS and our crazy MFs, however, I wondered if it would be the same with this new crew. To them it was funny, competitive and festive. To me it was nostalgic. I felt no need to compete. I mean after all, this is old shit to me...and I don't know these folks like that to be yelling and carrying on...heck, they just met me.
To show I was a good sport, I participated in a round. The first word was "Fiesta". My clue to them was, "this was the first song released with Jay-Z and R. Kelly". Someone yelled "Best of Both Worlds", the others just stared with blank faces. Um,ok...
I later told this story to some of THE GIRLS and FASHIONISTA GIRL'S boyfriend. I was like "WHO does not have Beyonce playing and dancing going on at a house gathering ? Like who are these people ?" I found it hilarious that FG's boyfriend admitted to us that he had to get used to us when they first started dating. His take was, "Who are these loud girls, dancing and falling everywhere ? This is crazy !! " It has become very evident that we take some getting used to. THE GIRLS are fun, THE GIRLS are loud, THE GIRLS don't care, THE GIRLS dance, THE GIRLS drink and cuss like sailors, THE GIRLS always have fun ....anywhere.
What can I say ? THE GIRLS definitely take some getting used to.
I realized that night meeting his peoples really was not for me. It was my "unveiling" of sorts to the "couples" crew of NGFs closest friends. So I took it on the chin. Smiled. Acted like I had home training. Try to give his boys a reason to give me the stamp of approval...ahaha...Ya know ?
WHATSONEVAH !!!! They gone get to know me REAL soon. If it's going to be festive, let it be festive. I know they are mostly from the West Indies, so I'll even settle for some Buju Banton...hell, even Rihanna's crazy ass. Just PLEASE...let us have some music and dancing next time. Thanks...
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