Sorority Girl shares a house with 3 female friends and the boyfriend of one of the females. J is a really nice, funny guy.
I wonder how he manages all the girlishness. The girls were all Sorority Sisters, so they know all the same people. The sound of 4 cell phones beeping a Tweet or text message all at the same time must be deafening. Can you imagine living with 4 potential cases of PMS all at the same time?!! What if you're all watching a movie together and the aroma in the air is 4 different body sprays competing with the Axe?
One time I was outside with Sorority Girl and went in to use the bathroom. As I rounded the corner I heard J's voice coming from the living room, "Hey, come and dance with me!" He was doing a video dance game and thought I was someone else, but of course, now every time I'm at the house someone asks J if he wants to dance with me.
When three of the girls lived together there were roomie powwows that were costume-making sessions or fashion shows to choose outfits for Sorority events. It's different with a male in the house. We went over the other night to determine the cause of weird car noises. There was a mostly-male powwow going on in the cul-de-sac. Equipment was being set up and cell phones were ready to get it recorded.
Someone poured a large amount of liquid onto the pavement and set it on fire. Then a powder was sprinkled and the pretty blue flames turned into pretty red flames. Don't worry...there was a pyrotechnics expert among the crowd. J called out to me, "Hey Mom, wanna set something on fire?" You could smell the Testosterone in the air. (file this under Where The Hell Was My Camera)
J has a Master's degree and is an engineer for a large Aerospace/Tech company. I'm waiting for him to introduce Sorority Girl to my future son-in-law...a nice, smart, funny engineer.