o.m.g.

PLACE: Driving with Dad after a nice evening with Uncle Lyle, Missy, Jim, Molly, Timmy and Toby.  And of course Scott.

DAD: “So, is Scott going to do that thing?”

ME: “What thing is that, Dad?”

DAD: “I don’t know… that thing.  You and Scott going to do that thing?”

ME: “Well, I’m not sure what thing you’re talking about Dad.”

DAD: (Frustrated) “I don’t know that special thing in where you live.”

ME: (long pause) “I really am not sure what you mean.” (But getting a feeling I do know.)

DAD: (Really frustrated now) “That special thing.  In Iowa.”

ME: (Very long pause, during which I think my heart might have stopped.) “You mean where the courts have legalized same sex marriage?”

DAD: “Yeah, that’s the thing.  Are you and Scott going to get married, now?”

ME:  “Well, Dad, Scott and I got married in Canada a few years ago.”

DAD: “Yes, I know.”

ME:  “Well, Dad, we may not because we’re already legally married.”

DAD: (Quietly) “Oh.”

ME: “Dad, if we DID get married, would you want to come?”

DAD: (With a lot of animation) “Oh, yes, I really would!  I mean, if I can.”

And I cried.