Swing Low

(I have been seeing a girl for a few months and am starting to introduce her to some of my female friends. One weekend we decide to head up to wine country and visit one of said friends, with whom I had mostly spent swinging on playgrounds and drinking tea to catch up. Just before she shows up…)

Me: “Okay, I think you’ll like her. We used to swing together.”

Girlfriend: “…WHAT?!”

Me: “Swing together! Swings, actual swings… Oh, God.” *hiding my face in embarrassment and feeling the urge to run away*