So, I attended my annual family reunion this weekend. There was food. Lots of folks I haven’t seen in a while. Embarrassing childhood photos. Think me at 10 years old with pink glasses and a poofy perm. It wasn’t pretty.
Still, I had a good time catching up with folks. Cousins, cousins, and more cousins. There were about 100 of them there. My great-granparents had 8 (or maybe 9) kids. Then, they had kids. Then those folks had kids … You get the idea.
The sad thing is a lot of us live within 10 miles of each other, but they only time we get together is at the reunion. Everybody’s busy with work and (even more) kids and other things.
Oh yeah, it also rained a good part of the day Saturday. It hasn’t rained all summer, but it suddenly decided to this weekend. It never fails. We could be in the worst drought ever, and it would still rain during the family reunion. We should hire ourselves out as rainmakers and make some extra cash. 😈
What about you? Are you going to the ole family reunion this year? Inquiring minds want to know …