I really don't want to do this

[rose_glass]

I'm posting from a motel room in Madison Heights, MI.  Because Dad's side is having their (note:  "their" not "our") first ever family reunion.  And I'm stuck going.  I didn't even bitch too much as my folks are very good to me and don't ask much in return.

I guess I don't want to go because I know hardly anybody, most of the rest I don't even want

Comments

[kristeljohns]

Ugh. Sorry to hear about the family reunion. I tell ya, sad as my grandfather passing was, at least it meant I no longer had any reason to go back to Arkansas ever again and deal with the family down there.

Here's hoping you're out of there reasonably quickly.

Coulda been worse

[rose_glass]

It broke up a bit earlier than scheduled and wasn't as bad as I was desperately afraid of it being. I'm now able to put faces to names I've heard for years and I was able to skate out of the couple of happy-groupy games by offering to take pictures--thank God for rather large favors.

The thing that almost killed me was the boredom monster, as Mom had also forbidden me from stashing a book in my purse.

[kristeljohns]

Did you get the email I sent you with the frozen mocha cheesecake recipe? I sent it to your sbcglobal email address.

[chanaleh]

Hi, I have no idea who you are, but I found your journal by searching on VHS for year 1989, so I thought I should drop a line and see if there was any chance you might be someone I knew. :-)

-- Erica (who escaped the cornfields after graduating and has clung to the East Coast since)