Monday, September 1, 2008

Family Get-together

On Saturday a number of my family members got together at a state park near Castle Rock, Colorado for a mini reunion. It was so much fun to see everyone and talk and talk and talk. We had lots of fried chicken (not homemade but really good), green beans, pasta salad, fruit, chips, salsa, brownies, seafood salad, and cold soft drinks.

A minor highlight for me was the breaking of my full plate of food which landed on the ground in front of me. A sad, sad situation. I picked up the chicken and ate it anyway...I think this horrified Kay, but I'm still alive two days later (however, I do now have a twitch, a rash, and a speech impediment).

We did a lot of teasing. Some people had a lot of fun poked at them, which was better than a stick. My husband, who doesn't do a lot of talking at these things, had the most fun made of him especially by my brother. I made a lot of smart remarks, as did others. The remarks probably only seemed smart to the remarkers. But still a good time.

The list of those who were there included my two aunts and one of the husbands, my brother and his wife, his oldest son and his wife (they were just married a few months ago), my brother-in-law, my cousin, her daughter for awhile, my husband, son and me. And, oh yes, my uncle's dog Hairy--a girl dog who was quite nice. I guess I should mention a few other attendees: many mosquitoes and wasps. We missed Jen and the other nieces and nephews.

We were supposed to meet at 10:00am, but nearly everyone got there late. My family was the latest, arriving after 11:00. We had many reasons for being late, but they are too numerous and too lame to mention. We did have time after our arrival to talk for three hours nonstop. Then my husband was needing to get home. And if you say nearly everything in three hours, then you have to start meddling or you have to start over. The rule is, leave while everyone is still smiling!!

I loved being with all these lovely people. Who cares more about you than your family? I'm always sorry my mom and my sister aren't there. In Heaven, I don't know if we will get to sit and talk with people or not. Our whole motivation and desire may change.

My husband was in a good mood even though he didn't talk much. My son had quite the conversation with several people. The men tried to stay on one side of the circle, but they couldn't quite get away from the women. I didn't get to talk very much to my brother or nephew. Maybe next time.

Every time we get together as a family we discuss who the bosses are. The trouble is, many of us are bosses, but over time we've tried to tone it down. My brother declared he was taking a break and wasn't going to be bossing. He did, however, decide when it time to pray so we could eat. That was a really good thing. Being the delicate flower that I am, I have to push myself to boss others, and I succeed really well! No one was too bossy Saturday. Just the right amount of bossing.

I love getting together with other women. We all remember things like wipes--both cleaning and bug types-- tablecloths, paper towels, toilet paper, ice and more ice, trash bags, and extra chairs. The men carry things and set them up and take orders, I mean requests pretty well.

Anyway, I look forward to doing it again at Thanksgiving.

7 comments:

Kay Day said...

We all know who the boss is at Thanksgiving. And don't you forget it.
Ok, well, I try. It really does take quite the confident personality to come out as top boss in our group! And you know what I've noticed? When one does manage to outboss others, they are frowned upon.

But, indeed we did have a mighty fine time.

Kay Day said...

When one does manage to outboss others, SHE is frowned upon.
I had my pluralities and singularities intermixed.

Julie said...

I want to be there! I don't boss either, I make suggestions, and expect people to do it. That is not bossing.

Kay Day said...

Julie, you guys should really try to come for Thanksgiving! What would five more people hurt? It would be fun fun.

Momstheword said...

I don't know why everyone thinks we are bossy people! Kay, one of those bossys is a he, as in K.H.
Sometimes it's hard to tell what kind of mood QOTW's hubby is in, but I did see him smile a few times. I love him a lot. I think we are nice people actually.

Kay Day said...

I wasn't being gender specific, I was trying to get my sentence grammatically correct.

And I was referring to myself. I find that when I tend to outboss people, I am frowned upon.

QOTW said...

I firmly believe that if the world had no bosses, it could not run.