Family Reunion

Now, I am all for family and doing family outings but I have to draw the line in sand somewhere. Recently I was invited to a family reunion on my grandmother’s side. It is this big reunion in Vegas over the Fourth of July weekend. My mom wants me to go. Naturally, I refused. Not only did I refuse but I was upset because she gave out my ‘personal’ email address. I don’t care if I get spammed at my other email addresses but don’t give out my just for ‘friends’ email, my home number or my home address.

So why not got? Well, what is the difference between strangers and family members you have never met before? None really…except you can be a total ass to strangers…I have to be somewhat nice to family I have never met. I don’t get it. If I have never talked to you in 34 years, what makes me want to meet you now?? Heck, remember how I said I have a poor memory in my last posting. Well, sometimes when I go to Hawaii, I can’t remember the names of my relatives or how I am related to them!!

AHA! I do remember one thing. I remember me being selfish even when I was little. Never liked to share. I had an old school batman & robin and batmobile. It was dope. Well, we visit these unknown relatives in San Diego. I go to Sea World but I didn’t want to leave my batmobile at their house. My parents say, “Share. Share.” Well, I shared and when I came back, what happens? My batmobile is broken. MY BATMOBILE!!! M-Y BAT-MOBILE!! Do I get a new one? No. Heck, I still love batman. I even have the batman action figure still (no robin because he was gay).

So I do remember that and they are hosting the reunion. Why would I want to visit the loser that broke my batmobile? I swear if I go and mention this story and the dude laughs, I am so going to try to kick his ass after 30 years (hopefully he isn’t bigger than me).