Family reunion, Sunangel style....

OK, it was totally lame. Cee went with my parents and got there just as it started. I waited and painted my nails so I could make my grand entrance....
Actually, the truth is that I hate these things because I don't ever know what to say. From my point of view, I am walking into a crowd of people, half of which, I can't remember their names or how they are related and all of whom think I should know and know their life histories, too~~~
So I come in, in my big-assed truck, down the hill and onto the wet grass. I embarass myself by trying to turn into a spot and spin the back tires. Spin them again. Back up and finally get it in there.... I come down to where everyone is sitting and eating and trying not to stare at the idiot who bought and couldn't drive it.

Example of typical conversation #1:
"Hi, Sunangel, how are you?"
"Great!"
"How long are you in for?" (What, is this a prison?)
"Til August."
"Then where are you going?"
"Oklahoma." I smile but apparently it does not seem sincere.
"Why are you going there?" (Do I have a choice?)
"My husband's next job is there."
"Oh! Where's he at?"
I supply the answer and then I hear, "You came back without him?" As if I couldn't even pick my nose without his help!
I just smile and look for someone else to talk to. Then my conversation partner says, "You don't me, do you?"
"Nope."


Conversation #2
I walk up to someone who I think I know. "Hi," I say. I get this look of confusion as I press on with talking. Finally, I say, "you don't know me, do you?" "Nope." I explain who I am and then conversation #1 starts.

Since I have nothing in common with most of these people, I attempt to stumble through the food line and hope I don't get any nasty surprises with flavors. No such luck.... I take a bite of something and am very surprised that there is some sort of peanut butter cream in it. I put it down on the plate and then find out that I am sitting across from the creator of the said pastry. Of course, I try to say something complimentary and I think I might have succeeded.

On a good note, I did get to see some cousins that I would have prefered to stay in touch with and boy! are they cute.

On the bad side, electric fence, horses, smoking around children, rain, snobby teenagers, interesting food and alcohol all made for one eventful afternoon.

For a much better description of the famdamly reunion, see Momster's blog........