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So... I traversed to Cincinnati for my family reunion. No one got arrested. There were no fights. And none of the cousins had a love connection... So I guess on the whole it was okay. We froze our asses off. It was cold and wet. My brother and 2 male cousins decided to erect a plastic "wall" to keep the wind out of the shelter.
plastic sheeting+a staple gun+assorted wood and plastic pieces+three 40-something guys=a good time for all observers!
It was a riot watching them. I loved it.
Boy scout camp meets MacGyver meets Survivor meets a Christian equivalent of an Amish barn-raising!
I have to give them credit. The plastic made a huge difference under the shelter. Still, after only a couple of hours, we all headed for the nearest cousins' house and kicked it there for the rest of the afternoon. There was a minor fracas between my mom and one of my slutty, brain-dead cousins but it diffused when my mom recommended the slut come talk to me or my sister-in-law about her beef. She didn't have the nerve to even mention it to either one of us. Right at the end I stood by her and gave her full chance to start something with me. Silence. "I didn't think so...", reverberating in my mind as I walked away. Sure, start something with my mid-60's mother... but dare you step up and face me? Nope.
And I even went easy on the Xanax. LOL
plastic sheeting+a staple gun+assorted wood and plastic pieces+three 40-something guys=a good time for all observers!
It was a riot watching them. I loved it.
Boy scout camp meets MacGyver meets Survivor meets a Christian equivalent of an Amish barn-raising!
I have to give them credit. The plastic made a huge difference under the shelter. Still, after only a couple of hours, we all headed for the nearest cousins' house and kicked it there for the rest of the afternoon. There was a minor fracas between my mom and one of my slutty, brain-dead cousins but it diffused when my mom recommended the slut come talk to me or my sister-in-law about her beef. She didn't have the nerve to even mention it to either one of us. Right at the end I stood by her and gave her full chance to start something with me. Silence. "I didn't think so...", reverberating in my mind as I walked away. Sure, start something with my mid-60's mother... but dare you step up and face me? Nope.
And I even went easy on the Xanax. LOL