happiness is a warm meal

[threeplusfire]

Alan's parents came down today, bearing a big box of kolache, and we ate lunch at the County Line over off 2222. It's very beautiful and has the best barbecue sauce ever. I see why people get married there. It was a lovely afternoon all in all, and his parents are such lovely folk. His mom hugged me and whispered, "We like you."

Total and utter relief and happiness because every step I take makes this feel more and more like the right decision.

Called Hana at last to tell her the good news, and she was absolutely thrilled to hear it. At first she thought I was marrying Gene and we laughed when we realized the mistake. Going to introduce her to Alan sometime soon after the boys go back to school. She is vastly amused by how perfect it is that I'm marrying a Texas Czech.

Alan's father and I bonded over our shared Longhorn-ness and he knows a little bit of Czech. His mother and I discussed pies and baking. I think I'll fit in well here. Now we just have to hope my family adores him as much.

We're thinking December now. There's a big box of kolache on the counter. I'm in love.

Comments

[egosumquisum.livejournal.com]

I loves me some sausage and kraut kolaches from the Czech Stop in West, on I35 a little south of Dallas. I dig the way they have signs up around the store in czech telling you the words for things like beer and snacks. Whenever Im on the way to DFW, I have to stop there for a box of kolaches and and a Big Czech, which is their version of the Big Gulp that has a picture on its side of a tall slavic looking fellow wearing some kind of liederhosen.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Can't help but love the Czech stop. They have even more delicious kolache in town too, if you find yourself in downtown West for some reason. Mmmm. I love that place.

Must go eat another kolach now. They're so addictive.