(minus the whole prison ordeal)
So I'm here at my aunts house in New York. I've spent a long weekend with my mother's large family, all the cousins, almost all of the aunts and uncles, the grandparents, the whole shabang. I always knew my family was crazy, but we definitely outdid ourselves with silliness this weekend:
My uptight 60something year old aunt came out and found my cousin and I smoking hookah and ended up smoking with us and tried to teach us to blow smoke rings (I got one good one!).
While playing a rousing game of Taboo my little cousin's friend came up with: this happens when you're old like my mom, and it makes you ugly... (the word was depressed).
My aunt found a blackhead behind my ear and picked it (that's love...?).
My aunt onia and I peak without uing the letter " " becaue then he doent lip when he get leepy. We tarted doing thi at dinner and next thing the whole family i peaking thi way and trying to hold a eriou dicuion at the dinner table while peaking like thi. It wa o ridiculou!
I've also been reliving being 5 with my little cousin. You never know what adventures the backyard holds when you're 5.
Now I'm sitting around the house because it is filled with workmen (insulating the basement and fixing a gas leak) and I have to wait til they leave to go out. Mollie stopped by and kept me company for a while though, which was kickass. I also have my aunt's crazy pug for company. Though I shouldn't say crazy, because she is my god daughter after all.
So kids, that's all. I won't bore you with more family drivel. No fistfights to speak of, no enlightening drug stories either, just one fucked up high when smoking pot with my once straightedge cousin, and on that note: don't watch Boondock Saints when you're feeling fucked up.
Words of wisdom straight from the horses mouth (or however that expression goes).
Let's do our reunion at Conn sometime in June, I bet it would be beautiful, but it has to be after the real reunion is over.
Hope everyone is good! Off to be Martha Stewart and get the workmen drinks and clean the house for when more family comes over later.
Take care of your crazy selves and keep posting!
Love, a
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