Relatives

Headed to Harmony last night for a visit with Conrad, Bronco B, & my Aunt & Uncle Clause. Allan Clarke was there as well & on his best behaviour as he only dropped the F-Bomb once {that I heard}. This is an impressive display of company manners from him. I was also pleased with the fact that I managed to sit far across the room from Allan after supper, & thus managed to avoid the stink-bombs he was bandying about the area.

It's funny how some people have known you since you were born, but they don't really know you & you don't really know them ~ know what I mean? I can make pleasant chit-chat with my aunt & uncle, I love them very much, but on the way home I was having a bitch of a time trying to remember all their kids' names. My first cousins! I don't have a piece of chum's chance at a shark convention of attempting to know how many children they have. I also had no idea that Uncle Clause drove a semi.

How can I not know these things, these basic facts about such close family members? Do I not pay attention? Am I THAT self-absorbed? Or did I once know these things & now the Alzheimer's has removed them from my psyche? Well, I think we all know the answer to all these questions is a resounding "Yes!".

I don't think this is a Death Bed Moment, however. I mean, let's face it, if we were that close {even though we are closely related} I would probably have seen them, those cousins, sometime in the last 15 years since Whoopi's wedding. But I haven't & they haven't seen me. Or attempted to call. Or written me letters. Now that I think about it, I'm mad as hell at their lack of interest in my life! How dare they! I bet they don't even know that I'm married, a wino & a crazy cat lady. Hrmph!