Valentine's...and a funny story!

Ok, so this weekend was wonderful!  I spent 90 of it with Jenny Presson, and I have to say, the more I get to know her the more I realize how fabulous she is.  I think I'm falling hard....  We played Scrabble, stargazed, talked, went on a lunch cruise, and ate a meal with each of our families, which is where the funny story comes in:

Before I start I want to preface this story with the fact that my grandmother is starting to lose her memory, but now with the story.

We were eating dinner at a restaurant and my grandmother (Mimi) asked Jenny, "What size are you?"  After a minute of awkward conversation around the table Mimi said, "...because you can use my wedding dress!"  After a few red faces and some nervous chuckles everything returned to normal; however, as if that wasn't enough, after about an hour Mimi proposed a toast.  My dad pressed her on what the toast was about since she didn't say.  Mimi piped up, "I would like to toast to Bobby and Jenny's wedding!"  You have to remember that this is the first weekend Jenny and I have officially dated and the first time she had met Jenny!  At least she likes Jenny!  haha.  So there wasn't much I could do, but I leaned over to Jenny and whispered, "And you said YOUR grandmother was embarrassing!"  Anyway, fortunately Jenny is very sweet and good natured and we just laughed it off afterwards.  It was actually super hilarious afterwards, but also embarrassing.

Ok, so now a thought for the day, I'd love it if anyone wants to comment.  The only hard part about this weekend was my father.  I love my dad and he's a great guy, but he has a tendency to "force" his ideas and beliefs on me and my brothers.  This weekend he tried to convince me that I shouldn't commit to dating one person right now, but that I should date multiple people.  The problem with this is that not only do I somewhat disagree with this philosophy unless it's very casual dating, but also it is not my nature, I am a romantic person at heart and I value close relationships tremendously.  I don't think I've ever romantically liked more than one person at a time ever!  I know it can happen and does happen, but it's just not me.  What was really frustrating is that he didn't just tell me this, but he told me about 20 times and even used scripture to try to prove his argument.  I spend about 4-5 hours listening to him talk about this issue, and yes I care about what he says and I listen to him and I'll think about it, but I know in my heart that it's contrary to who I am and it was really hard, especially since he doesn't listen to my points at all.  Any thought or advice would be awesome since I'm a bit lost on how to handle this kind of situation.