Family reunions are a hoot. There is all the hype and anticipation and ours doesn’t disappoint. I pulled the short straw this year so it’s at my house today. I dodged the bullet the last couple of years but I ran out of relatives.
I enjoy seeing the family. We don’t get together often enough. Every time you see the kids, they are a foot taller and look a decade older. How do they do that? It doesn’t happen to me. I haven’t grown in years. I don’t think I look older either. It must be something that just happens to kids.
Then there is the food. I come from a family of great cooks. My brother makes my Mom’s potato salad recipe. I am not convinced he does it exactly like Mom did so there always is that discussion. She made it warm with a hot bacon dressing. He makes his salad with bacon but it’s cold. I’m not complaining — it’s very tasty.
The strudel-making detail as been handed down to my grandniece Jenn. We make it with hand-stretched dough. It’s not hard to do, just tedious. There will be cabbage and potato strudel and pulled pork barbecue, chicken and all sorts of salads and cakes for dessert.
I don’t worry about games anymore. Let the younger people do that. I wonder if beer pong or jello shots will show up. There will be a bean bag tournament for sure and sometimes Dominoes.
For several years, we had a karaoke. When people get that microphone in their hands crazy things happen. I’m as bad as the rest of them — crooning at the top of my lungs to just about any song or even no song. We haven’t done it in a while — you know neighbors, police, jail and all that.
Then there was the year that we had a line dance instructor. It was confirmed that the beloved husband has two left feet, maybe three. When we did the electric slide, he was always facing the wrong way. Always! My niece Anita is the only one who will do the slide with him.
Once in a while bad news comes too. Like the year we found out about a relative’s new cancer diagnosis. I tried to plan it when “bad new” is out-of-town.
The most interesting part is looking around at all the different variations from the same gene pool. There are different occupations, different interests, different skills and different physical traits. It’s just amazing. Almost as amazing as the food.
Now you gotta watch this video! If you don’t wiggle your ass in your chair, you need to see a doctor! Come on friend! Shake that booty!