So this past Sunday we celebrated two Hallmark Holidays as we tied Mother’s Day and a graduation together with an extended family gathering, and the resulting chaos that ensued left me yearning for the relative peace of an earthquake during a hurricane. Even if you are the rare breed that enjoys your family, you have encapsulated the recipe for disaster that is too many kids, too many dogs and too many people nodding off on the couch. I freely admit, without pride, that I am of little use during these occasions as I am far too busy taking notes and laughing. Grandpa is in charge of the meat and he is gamely moving from smoker to BBQ to kitchen with a bad back, which should be artificial, on one good knee, which is artificial. And in a move designed to send shivers up the spine of Gloria Steinem, the women have gathered in the kitchen where the thing that flows most smoothly is the Pinot. Relatively minor arguments among the children left me hopeful for the day. I learned that “sharing” was the buzzword most popular with this generation of parents. It also made me realize it was still in the concept phase and had not yet gravitated to the practical stage. For the meal, the kid’s table was governed by the two oldest kids, who had failed miserably in their arguments that they were too old for the kid’s table. Just as a moderate peace was achieved, the dogs started to fight. Without a hose handy several of us poured our beer on them to break it up. Note…futile and a waste of good beer as well. After mopping up some blood and tending to puncture wounds, peace was restored. One of the dogs likes to sleep curled up like a ball. Now, with the extra holes, she sleeps curled up like a bowling ball. Later that evening the men set about cleaning the kitchen and I noticed one thing…we tend to volunteer for that job more often when paper plates and plastic utensils have been used. My nephew, working barefooted for reasons known only to him, managed to step on a broken glass. If you require a mental picture, he’s about 6’ 14” and now he’s hopping around the kitchen like a stork that was hit by lightning…and yelling at his mother on Mother’s Day. I miss it already but Thanksgiving is just around the corner.
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