A very 'sad' funeral, and I dont mean tears
I'm back from grandmas funeral in Reedsburg, WI. I almost ended up being a pallbearer because there were not enough people. The minister mispronounced our last name multiple times, he read a zillion scriptures as he didnt know her, at the cemetary the dirt was not even covered up and my family sucks. Now, I havent seen them since grandpa died about 10 years ago. The guy we stayed with, dads uncle Fay, who is over 90, would beat his wives. My uncle Paul his very racist, homophobic and hits his 4 girls. I am NOTHING like my family. The only thing we had in common was drinking on Sunday night. *sigh* So glad its over and done with. On the way home, dad teased me by driving thru WI Dells. My favourite golf course was open already, Pirates Cove. They have 5 18-hole courses!!! What a tease.