Sunday, July 10, 2005

Dude. I'm tired. Just drove to the campus on the way back from bro and SIL's. Mostly a good weekend at the family reunion. Not many people showed up really, but it was nice to see who was there, not nightmarish like I had imagined. Rode up there with SIL and niecey while bro rode up on his motorcycle, and that was pleasant. SIL and I had nice chats. Bro rented a trailer on which to strap the motorcycle for the ride back and so all four of us were in the vehicle today. SIL was totally on the rag or something, jeez. Both bro and SIL were sniping at each other the whole way. Niecey was being an insufferable brat too. Overall, I think I like the dog the best. So glad I don't have kids. I managed to sleep for most of the five-hour trip, thank gawd.

SIL can be really cool, but holy shit she can sometimes get on my nerves. She whines at my brother or else bites his head off altogether -- really needs to learn how to communicate her needs and wants. With her daughter, she gives in when Niecey starts fussing when she doesn't get her way. Oi. As I said, glad it's not my problem, but it does bother me.

"Wm" was at the reunion. He's the son of my dad's uncle, so I don't know what that makes him, a cousin removed or something, I dunno. He's probably about ten or eleven years older than me. When I was four or five and he was visiting my family, for some reason he was left alone with me and he called me over to where he was sitting on the couch, and his pants were down and his dick was out. I said, "Oh, are we going to play 'penis and vagina'?" which was what my so-called father called the "games" he played with me. Wm was flabbergasted, said, "You do this with your father?" and I said, "Yes, all the time." He looked chagrined and ashamed and zipped his pants. At the reunion, he couldn't look me in the eye, acted skittish around me and generally didn't hang around me much. I had no trouble with that.

2 Comments:

At 10:27 PM, Blogger V said...

It's that time of year for me to make plans to visit family. Since they live in such a hot climate, I can't visit them in the summer. Last year I went in October. Can't stand going for those visits. Never a good time. I have a brother who lives near me, but I only visit him like once or twice a year.

Can't deal with SILs, kids, cousins..etc..

 
At 4:24 PM, Blogger Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) said...

This was my first family reunion in over twenty years; the last one was when my great-grandmother died. I used to live continents away from my relatives and had very little contact; nowadays since I live in the same state there's more interaction. But I could easily move away again and lose touch; I feel very little connection within myself.

 

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