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I'm still in Missouri. Yes, the reunion was (what's the word I'm looking for, when something is cancelled, then changed and not cancelled) uncancelled, and yes, my mother and I went.
The reunion was great. There were mostly my aunts and uncles and cousins and their spouses and kids. The one couple that didn't fall into those categories was a gentleman and his wife with the same last name who could trace his roots back to sharing a great great grandfather with my mom and aunts and uncles. He was the most interesting to talk to because he could tell us about people we never knew exsisted.
I thought I was going to be just another grandchild to my Grandmother. But I'm not. She can remember my exact date of birth, what she was doing that day and when she heard that I had been born. She can remember the first time she held me in her arms and various events throughout my life, along with dates. It's amazing considering that I haven't seen her in 16 years (summer when I was 7, for those who wonder) how well she knows me. Despite the fact that I don't remember 99.9% of the people here, I don't in any way feel like a stranger.
I've been staying with one of my aunts. Tuesday we had a barbeque and invited pretty much anybody who had been at the reunion. One of my aunts brought a friend who was really in your face type. She was friendly enough, just really annoying. She kept telling everyone a story that wasn't that funny, just calling somebody by the wrong name, and acting like it was hilarious. And she wouldn't stop telling it until the person she was telling it to agreed with how hilarious it was, and insisted on sticking around to laugh over it some more. We were leaving to pick my grandmother up when she did this to us and my cousin and I could not get away. We closed all the doors, she stuck her head in the window, put her hand on his girlfriend's arm, anything to keep us from getting out of there. As we finally pulled away, I'm like "That woman better be gone when Grandma gets here."
She wasn't. Everybody at this point had asked what she was on and she had laughed it off, thought it was great fun. But when my Grandma asked the same question, after the woman had gotten in her face, she blew up. And of course, she's telling us all what a horrible person Grandma is and how nobody talks to her like that and everything. Everyone pointed out that we had all asked the same question and she didn't seem to get it. So I check in with Grandma and she is laughing hysterically. After a while, everybody had calmed her down and, to our dismay, she had decided to stay. So my mom looks at her and says "Suzanne, it's time for you to go home now." She left.
We went to another aunt's house today and went swimming. Adventure started after I dropped the aunt I'm staying with off at work. I get out onto the highway and there's this really disturbing sound, then we get to my other aunt's house and the car is smoking. My uncle (where we arrived) says, after a test drive where nothing happened and there were no problems, that there is nothing wrong with it and my other uncle (who we're staying with) will pick us up and I'll take his car. But I really don't like finding that as soon as I take the car, it acts up.
We went swimming. My cousin has twins about Nathan's age and he fits into their floatie suits. So he gets into this suit with an floating tube around him and he is furious. He doesn't want this on, and he doesn't want to leave my side. Finally, he is willing to stay by himself on the edge of the pool. After a while, he gets out and watches the other kids. I say something to him and he talks back to me and he's shaking his little booty in my face saying "What do you think about that, Mommy, what do you think about that?" So I picked him up and threw him in the water. As he swam back to me, I said "that's what I think about that." He didn't leave the middle of the pool after that. He just swam all around, rejecting any help offered to him.
As we were getting out, I took off his floatie suit thingy and tell him no more pool. Of couse, I expect that since he's been jumping in unafraid all afternoon with the tube, that he'll try jumping in again, so I stand ready to jump after him. But he doesn't until my cousin's 7 year old says "Jump in, Nathan."
Some children. No, Nathan was never in any danger from that jump. Didn't I say this was expected?
So it's been fun. I've been suffering withdrawals because I haven't been near a computer until now, but it's been fun. Of course, I could see how it would be one of those "great place to visit, but I wouldn't wanna live there" types of things.
The reunion was great. There were mostly my aunts and uncles and cousins and their spouses and kids. The one couple that didn't fall into those categories was a gentleman and his wife with the same last name who could trace his roots back to sharing a great great grandfather with my mom and aunts and uncles. He was the most interesting to talk to because he could tell us about people we never knew exsisted.
I thought I was going to be just another grandchild to my Grandmother. But I'm not. She can remember my exact date of birth, what she was doing that day and when she heard that I had been born. She can remember the first time she held me in her arms and various events throughout my life, along with dates. It's amazing considering that I haven't seen her in 16 years (summer when I was 7, for those who wonder) how well she knows me. Despite the fact that I don't remember 99.9% of the people here, I don't in any way feel like a stranger.
I've been staying with one of my aunts. Tuesday we had a barbeque and invited pretty much anybody who had been at the reunion. One of my aunts brought a friend who was really in your face type. She was friendly enough, just really annoying. She kept telling everyone a story that wasn't that funny, just calling somebody by the wrong name, and acting like it was hilarious. And she wouldn't stop telling it until the person she was telling it to agreed with how hilarious it was, and insisted on sticking around to laugh over it some more. We were leaving to pick my grandmother up when she did this to us and my cousin and I could not get away. We closed all the doors, she stuck her head in the window, put her hand on his girlfriend's arm, anything to keep us from getting out of there. As we finally pulled away, I'm like "That woman better be gone when Grandma gets here."
She wasn't. Everybody at this point had asked what she was on and she had laughed it off, thought it was great fun. But when my Grandma asked the same question, after the woman had gotten in her face, she blew up. And of course, she's telling us all what a horrible person Grandma is and how nobody talks to her like that and everything. Everyone pointed out that we had all asked the same question and she didn't seem to get it. So I check in with Grandma and she is laughing hysterically. After a while, everybody had calmed her down and, to our dismay, she had decided to stay. So my mom looks at her and says "Suzanne, it's time for you to go home now." She left.
We went to another aunt's house today and went swimming. Adventure started after I dropped the aunt I'm staying with off at work. I get out onto the highway and there's this really disturbing sound, then we get to my other aunt's house and the car is smoking. My uncle (where we arrived) says, after a test drive where nothing happened and there were no problems, that there is nothing wrong with it and my other uncle (who we're staying with) will pick us up and I'll take his car. But I really don't like finding that as soon as I take the car, it acts up.
We went swimming. My cousin has twins about Nathan's age and he fits into their floatie suits. So he gets into this suit with an floating tube around him and he is furious. He doesn't want this on, and he doesn't want to leave my side. Finally, he is willing to stay by himself on the edge of the pool. After a while, he gets out and watches the other kids. I say something to him and he talks back to me and he's shaking his little booty in my face saying "What do you think about that, Mommy, what do you think about that?" So I picked him up and threw him in the water. As he swam back to me, I said "that's what I think about that." He didn't leave the middle of the pool after that. He just swam all around, rejecting any help offered to him.
As we were getting out, I took off his floatie suit thingy and tell him no more pool. Of couse, I expect that since he's been jumping in unafraid all afternoon with the tube, that he'll try jumping in again, so I stand ready to jump after him. But he doesn't until my cousin's 7 year old says "Jump in, Nathan."
Some children. No, Nathan was never in any danger from that jump. Didn't I say this was expected?
So it's been fun. I've been suffering withdrawals because I haven't been near a computer until now, but it's been fun. Of course, I could see how it would be one of those "great place to visit, but I wouldn't wanna live there" types of things.