I don't normally go to them either!
All the old aunts that gave me spit baths in SundaySchool tell me I have gained too much weight and tell me I need to cut my hair.
Food is always good though. Homemade noodles you just can't beat! And homemade desserts are to die for!!
But on Thursay morning, my Aunt run my grandpa to the ER and he spent a couple of days in the hospital so I felt compelled to go.....alone....Roy went to a gun show!
I didn't get there until after all the food had been picked over and was cold. The younger cousins had cooked most of the food so there were things there like chicken enchiladas and something made of spinach....right next to the homemade noodles and green bean casserole! And there were store bought cookies and cakes with the Cherry Delight that my granny makes from scratch.
How things change!
And every one is always so polite.....when they are diggin' for dirt.
Everyone always asked what I do now....like they don't know anything about me.....you do realize that people talk about you when you are not there.
And they say "oh that's a shame she was always such a nice girl."
Or "I can't believe she would do that she was so shy!"
Gossip parties that's what they should be called.
And then the torture went on....to an after dark weiney roast....on the property that I grew up on. Which it seems all my cousins grew up there too. The CityKids were sent to TheFarm every summer. We were a tight group until my dad died. Things changed a great deal after that.
Their memories about my family farm is not much different than mine but yet...it was unnerving.....and I still can't put my finger on it but it just didn't set right with me.....Like there was gonna be a power struggle over the ownership or something. People get greedy when the OldFolks die!
When I was a kid, these used to be great! WE would stay all day long, fishin' and ridin' horses all over, and there would be a huge bonfire after dark and hayride to the cementary that is just off the property. It was so creepy and just so much fun. Snipe hunts.....you can't beat a good snipe hunt with the little kids....hehehehehe....We would walk them in circles and end up at the cementary and leave them there....Oh the screams!!!
But it all changed....It was like Daddy was the center of all this. Cousins would come from all over just to spend the day on the farm with us.
But THIS wasn't fun! No scarin' the shit out of the little kids, no fishing, no horses, no nothing! Only talk about the TallGrassPrairie and Buffalo....I don't remember buffalo....I think they made that shit up!!
Roy showed up and followed me home....it was all pretty uneventful.
And I just can't put a cute spin on it. Plus I just went 'round and 'round with the BossMan. It's an Icky Monday!!
So I'm not feelin' too cutsey! And after havin' lunch with Roy.....maybe only 30 days!!
Hold my hand, ITCMom....Oooohmmmmm.....30 days!!!
The Family Reunion....It was just weird.
I looked up the news story....It was actually on section H on the Sunday paper.
It was a big deal. Those cousins still talk about it.
And Granny said, "You know OilMen never paid us a dime!"