This weekend we shall be travelling to Hubby’s family reunion. We always get excited about it, because so many people show up, and it’s always fun to catch up on news, as well as see the new additions and witness the many re-tellings of family histories.
It’s also the best time to wager who will wig out first. “Crazy” is a relative term in our family.
Every year, we are asked to bring something for consumption for the masses. Travelling for four hours makes it tricky, so I can never bring any hot foods. Most of the time I bring dessert, but so do most people coming in from out-of-town. So, this year I shall bring some of this, and some Solo© Cups.
I know it will be gone in 60 seconds.
But no worries. I will be designated driver, just so I can write down all the delish gossip for Sithy. There will be plenty, I’m sure. When you have Bible thumpers and Wiccans in the same venue, hilarity will ensue 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 1:28 PM
That drink is right up my vodka drinking street…. 🙂 Far better than the whole vodka melon that always goes wrong. Have a brilliant time! I hope there are many tales to tell afterwards as well 😀 x
June 21st, 2012 at 1:29 PM
Girl, I’m sure the stories will be EPIC!! 😀
June 21st, 2012 at 2:07 PM
Awesome! I really need to visit the US, it sounds like there are some good shin-digs over there! 😀 xx
June 21st, 2012 at 2:08 PM
Oh, definitely, especially in the South, where the bast stories start with “Here, hold my beer” 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 2:13 PM
How would my very English accent go down?….. 🙂
June 21st, 2012 at 2:16 PM
Are you kidding? We like the Brits. It’s the Damn Yanks that get on our nerves 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 2:16 PM
Hmmm passport still in date….. 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 2:05 PM
Dang….Bible-thumpers AND Wiccans in the same gathering…and you’re adding ALCOHOL????? Isn’t that sorta like trying to gauge the exact amount of fuel in a reservoir by using a flamethrower for additional light?
Heh. Yeah. Fun!!!!
June 21st, 2012 at 2:06 PM
I never do things by half 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 4:26 PM
This is sneaky and sort of mean (but, hell, you whack poor dead people with long knives, so…). Bring some queso, it’ll keep on the road. Stir in some Dulcolax. Do brief Hubby and the kids. And your folks.
With any luck at all, there will never be a sufficient quorum of crazy in the room at any time. Hubby can save ’em one at a time and you guys can claim the high ground.
Make a helluva Sithy post.
June 21st, 2012 at 5:02 PM
Don’t think the whole “ex-lax brownies” thing hasn’t happened. We are sorta required to have first dibs on what we provide, as a precaution 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 5:18 PM
Then I guess 10Caine is out of the question?
June 21st, 2012 at 5:23 PM
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Noooope 😉
June 21st, 2012 at 4:34 PM
I have never been to a family reunion. I should find one to crash.
June 21st, 2012 at 5:00 PM
If you do, epicness is sure to follow 🙂
June 21st, 2012 at 5:52 PM
Stay safe. I’m going to one is a couple of weeks, and I’m taking the Juju Lemonshine. I also have to make a casserole or two…by popular demand. No big deal, I don’t have to drive anywhere after we arrive, so I’m gonna do some drunk cooking.
Bwahahahah! I make some pretty good stuff when I can cut loose. Funny how people love to be in the kitchen with me. It just seems to happen.
June 21st, 2012 at 10:00 PM
Aaaahhhh, good idea! Guess there will be a virgin version for DD’s and the kiddos?
June 22nd, 2012 at 9:20 AM
No doubt!!
June 22nd, 2012 at 8:46 AM
Have fun at your reunion. I’m gonna watch Abraham Lincoln kill vampires this weekend.
June 22nd, 2012 at 9:21 AM
Kids when last night at midnight. I’m waiting for their review!
June 22nd, 2012 at 1:33 PM
Oh yes I do remember my husband’s family reunions. Hilarious, always ends up with at least one fight of some sort. First cousins by marriage only, falling in love and having to go before a judge to prove they are not blood kin. There is usually always at least one rip-roaring alcoholic that you set way apart from the others because of their incoherent swearing and wetting of pants. Always the one who is Miss Priss talking bad about everyone and secretly seeing Uncle Bob when Priss’s husband is at work. Oh yes. I don’t think I miss them too much. bwahahaha My side of the family did not have family reunions. They hated each other too much to stand the sight of each other.
June 22nd, 2012 at 2:06 PM
Are we related by marriage?? 😉
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