I'm envious of those of you who are friends with members of your extended family.
I've heard stories of cousins being best friends with one another, or tales of how you went to your aunts house for the weekend..."just to hang."
This afternoon, for the first time in about 10 years, my family was invited to a "reunion" of sorts.
My mom's side of the family is full of successful post-baby boomers, who hold their high power jobs in super high regard.
Topics of conversation over the course of a few hours went something like this:
- luxury cars
- time shares
- how many hockey/basketball games everyone has been to this season
- golf courses in Ontario
Maybe it was all the talk of upcoming opportunities to buy out a percentage of an outsiders timeshare, or maybe it was my super uncomfortable, super conservative outfit that was very forcefully suggested that I wear to this event - but MAN WHADDASNORE!!!!
I had hopes for one member of the family, a cousin who plays jazz guitar (you've gotta work with what you're given, ok?!?!) - but perhaps in the years since we've been formally invited to a family function, he's changed his opinions on life.