(no subject)
Okay, well on the first night that everyone came together as a family, I talked to my Uncle Gary a lot about movies and music and everything a lot. I also talked to my Aunt Wendy about serial killers. We were saying how they usually have a fucked up child hood and that's why they become the way that they are. So the next day, after a few drinks, she comes up to me and talks to me about how she remembered hearing about how my dad's friend Bob would tie me to the truck while I screamed and everything. Then apparently my dad walked by and laughed at me. So she was saying how she's proud of me for turning out to be so normal and doing so well in school. So I sarcastically went along with it (I don't remember it) and said "Yeah! Let's go kick some ass!" and apparently she wanted to! So we talked to my dad and according to him, I was being a little shit and his friend threatened to tie me up if I didn't settle down. So yeah, I guess you know the rest. I found it be more funny than traumatizing. So I kept making running jokes about me becoming a serial killer and using a hair brush. She apparently thought I was serious because I mentioned it so many times…then again she had alcohol in her system.
So the day of my grandfather's memorial service, my dad handed out these tokens for the bar. Both my dad and grandfather are members of the Elk's club lodge, and so he had a bunch of tokens that he never used. My Uncle Ken got like 6 of them and had two Wild Turkeys with two shots of alcohol in each. The service itself was pretty amazing. They had these marines come in to do a "show" and fired off a rifle three times. They then folded a flag and gave it to my father. After the service, there was a buffet-like thing going on and I was pleased with that! Meatballs rock!
After the service, I took my aunt/uncle/cousin out to Morro Bay. We first went out to get Katie some clam chowder. As we waited, I talked to my uncle about, guess what?! COMPUTERS!!! My aunt wondered how we can have a long conversation about that. I then told her about the concept of ePenis. We were trying to see who had the bigger ePenis (or just knowledge). After that, we went out to the rock and they took pictures. Then we went out to the beach. We walked around, talked, and collected sea shells for Katie. So yeah, after that we went home. That night I tried some of my aunt's Kailua + cream. It tasted great, so I made myself one. My mom was saying something about letting her do it. I replied with "Mom, I know how to mix drinks," and she shut up (remember my bust?). They thought I put too much Kailua in it, but it tasted damn good. I think I was a bit tipsy though that night. I didn't make an ass of myself, so that was good.
That night, my mom had some of her family over, and I noticed how different they are. My Uncle Ken was passed out on the floor while my mom's aunt was showing off this new bling-bling ring she got for her 50th anniversary....yeah, she's kind of rich. I was talking to her husband and he was saying how they pay someone 280,000 for doing their advertising...did I mention they own acres of land and a packaging house in their backyard? So yeah, rich!
Today everyone left. My aunt/uncle/cousin live in Colorado and they drive straight through which is a 22 hour drive; they drive in shifts of 6 hours. Anyways, they took off earlier tonight, but before, we went out for dinner at a sea food place. I got a combo dish and man, it was good! I was pretty full from it, but oh god it was good! My sister would not shut up and complained about how everyone was picking on her. We were also calling her “Aunt Wendy” because she was bitching a lot earlier. Last time, it was me getting picked on! Muahaha.
I guess that pretty much sums it up. I can see where I got everything that makes me as a person....most of it being from my dad's side. I hope I see them all again soon because they were def. fun to hang out with.
So the day of my grandfather's memorial service, my dad handed out these tokens for the bar. Both my dad and grandfather are members of the Elk's club lodge, and so he had a bunch of tokens that he never used. My Uncle Ken got like 6 of them and had two Wild Turkeys with two shots of alcohol in each. The service itself was pretty amazing. They had these marines come in to do a "show" and fired off a rifle three times. They then folded a flag and gave it to my father. After the service, there was a buffet-like thing going on and I was pleased with that! Meatballs rock!
After the service, I took my aunt/uncle/cousin out to Morro Bay. We first went out to get Katie some clam chowder. As we waited, I talked to my uncle about, guess what?! COMPUTERS!!! My aunt wondered how we can have a long conversation about that. I then told her about the concept of ePenis. We were trying to see who had the bigger ePenis (or just knowledge). After that, we went out to the rock and they took pictures. Then we went out to the beach. We walked around, talked, and collected sea shells for Katie. So yeah, after that we went home. That night I tried some of my aunt's Kailua + cream. It tasted great, so I made myself one. My mom was saying something about letting her do it. I replied with "Mom, I know how to mix drinks," and she shut up (remember my bust?). They thought I put too much Kailua in it, but it tasted damn good. I think I was a bit tipsy though that night. I didn't make an ass of myself, so that was good.
That night, my mom had some of her family over, and I noticed how different they are. My Uncle Ken was passed out on the floor while my mom's aunt was showing off this new bling-bling ring she got for her 50th anniversary....yeah, she's kind of rich. I was talking to her husband and he was saying how they pay someone 280,000 for doing their advertising...did I mention they own acres of land and a packaging house in their backyard? So yeah, rich!
Today everyone left. My aunt/uncle/cousin live in Colorado and they drive straight through which is a 22 hour drive; they drive in shifts of 6 hours. Anyways, they took off earlier tonight, but before, we went out for dinner at a sea food place. I got a combo dish and man, it was good! I was pretty full from it, but oh god it was good! My sister would not shut up and complained about how everyone was picking on her. We were also calling her “Aunt Wendy” because she was bitching a lot earlier. Last time, it was me getting picked on! Muahaha.
I guess that pretty much sums it up. I can see where I got everything that makes me as a person....most of it being from my dad's side. I hope I see them all again soon because they were def. fun to hang out with.