September 1st, the first day of my blog break. So why am I blogging? Especially since I don't have much to say. Except I actually do have a lot to say, but I'm not sure I want to say it.
Partly I'm too tired to type it all out. Partly I don't want to have this post devolve into a rant -- and it wouldn't take much for that to happen.
I spent most of the day with G's family -- mom, step-dad, siblings, nieces, nephews, great-nieces and great-nephews. All together there were 21 of us. That's 19 people too many. : / If my kids had been able to join the party, there would have been 25 family members in addition to 30 or so of my in-laws' nearest and dearest friends. Aiyiyi! Toss in the Elvis impersonator and it was a hunka-hunka burning something. I'm just not sure it was love.
At least the food was good and the restaurant kindly boxed up the leftovers from the family-style luncheon service, so I came home with food for the next few meals. Score!
So I'm going to quit while I'm ahead. You can't make me rag about the family member who hates my guts or the golden boy who can do no wrong or the frustrating and unnerving passive-aggressive dynamics.
Nope. Not gonna to do it.
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