I work with this nice lady named Tracee. Now Tracee is something of an outcast in our group. While most of the ladies dress like teeny-boppers (even those that shouldn't), Tracee dresses very conservatively. Her hobbies are very salt of the Earth sort of things, like knitting and sewing, so she's not into the parties and concerts that most of the rest of the group is. The thing is, she's very good at what we do -- she has a real passion for it, which is more than I can say about most of our coworkers. This alone is enough to endear someone to me, so Tracee and I have started spending more time together -- going out for lunch, that sort of thing. We talk about all sorts of things: work, politics, and last time mom creampie.
Now I'm a happily married guy, and as it turns out, Tracee is engaged to a guy who oddly -- or maybe not depending on your point of view -- is her polar opposite; he stays out late playing music and partying, is always the first on the scene, and dreads the time between when he punches in and punches out. About all that she and John have in common is this mom creampie very serious passion for one another. One might argue that it's not enough to base a marriage on, but they've been living together since before my wife and I started dating, so there's got to be something to it.
With the wedding coming up this weekend, this past Friday, John's friends were taking him out for a mom creampie party. Tracee's only sister, Barb (who will be her maid of honor), flew out last week to help with the last minute preparations. Barb decided that Friday would be the perfect time to throw her a mom creampie party. Now, since Tracee moved out here for the job, between the situation at work, and the fact she doesn't get out much, I'm about the only friend she has around here. Given that all of her family and friends from back in the midwest weren't going to be here until the night before the wedding, she invited me to this mom creampie night out.