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Almost entirely whimpering

July 9, 2012

We had to leave on Sunday to get back for our regularly scheduled summer programs, so we attended a small Sacrament Meeting en masse and survived a truly horrifying Independence Day hang-over Fox-news inspired talk. It was the moment I think we all realized it was a little blessing our un-closeted apostate (believe me: to her, it’s a badge of honor) sister couldn’t get over herself long enough to appease her parents and come to church with us. Too real? It’s OK, she hates me and definitely doesn’t read my blog.

On our way home, we stopped by Tyringham, Massachusetts, a teeny tiny hamlet our family lived in a couple hundred years ago. I had the bright idea of looking through the cemetery for family, and indeed, we did find it, and it was small enough to actually read each and every tombstone but alas, no one we recognized. Still, it’s the kind of town that still uses the old school house from the era.

What I DID find, was the venue for our NEXT family reunion, should we ever choose to re-union again

As it turns out, the family waited until we were gone for the grand photo-op retrospective, but considering the number of enemies we made between PJ and myself, I guess I can understand that. Have you ever been the only one with kids at an adult function? Yeah, well this was about 120 hours of that, along with the regular family dynamics and smatterings of jealousy and disappointment and miscommunication and man, maybe the brothers are on to something avoiding our gatherings.

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One Comment leave one →
  1. Deborah Pulley permalink
    August 15, 2012 7:57 pm

    ugh

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