It's bad enough when you suddenly realize that you're becoming like the members of your own family. But it's desperately tragic when you realize you're becoming like your in-laws. Or future in-laws.
The other day I realized, quite to my horror, that I'm becoming like Pete's family. I don't mean that in a bad way really ;) The fact is they're such a laugh. The drinking, the sarcasm, the utter disregard for all thing 'proper.' To the outsider that might make them seem very evil indeed but is in fact the opposite. I have never l laughed so much as I do when I'm around them.
And sometime in the almost four years that I've been going to England and experiencing them, some of it has definitely rubbed off. As Pete said recently - I have fulfilled the long standing traditon of 'sensible woman' to 'mental man.' But with all this craziness around me (ie Pete, his parents, their friends) I have become a bit mental myself. I now and then make the random comment about sex - such as mentioning to Pete's mum that he won't let me go to bed with my clothes on.
But I find this new found cheekiness liberating, which is why I will admit this now at least to this blog, that I'm becoming one of them. So help me god. ;-p