i rushed to NY to visit with my family on Wednesday.. well, rush, sorta.. 8.5 hours to get there (cruel & unusual punishment, i tell you) apparently AAA said that like 85% of its members were on the road!! (i think that if AA was looking at its stats, it would find that 85% of those who should be their members were also on the road..) i was in a lot of pain by the time i got there… i hadn’t sat up straight for two weeks so sitting in a car for hours was like agony. it was made worse by the fact that i couldn’t take my pain medication and my lovely mother, in all her preciousness, was kinda anxious and i must admit that tension and anxiety continues to make thing worse… stupid body parts.. so anyhow, i got to NY for the family thing, spent time with my oh-so-large family of 8, peacefully endured the conversations about Afghanistan (all pro-war, of course), and did a good job of keeping my opinions to myself…
after about 24 hours of familyness, i took a look at the traveling situation and decided to head to Wilkes-Barre to meet up with my friend A… i had decided to go to his reunion, barring any more pain from my ever-grumbly ovaries… although i wasn’t feeling perfect, i felt good enough to go so i got to his silly mountain by the middle of the nite. funny thing is that his family is born-again-Christian so i knew that i would have to be on best behavior (hell, i even had to put away my current reading material – Satanic Versus)… but they were sweet and nice to me (his mom even made me a cake on my birthday!!)…. A & i spent the first nite up chitter chatting about a variety of things, mostly because i was so bouncy from driving…
the reunion was utterly ridiculous… completely in fact. i got to meet lots of crazy strange folks… all of the punk-rock-trouble-makers now have kids and are going through divorces… girls who looked like madonna in their 1980s year book pictures are now wearing plaid dresses that do not become them. there were really only three of us girls who looked like we were still partying and living life. one was a guest of a new divorcee from Chicago.. another was A’s cousin who’s still partying at the same level that she was in high school (which she never graduated from).. she was a bloody riot, coming up to A immediately telling him he’s lost weight and obviously got the good-looks genes of the family (then proceeding to tell him all the problems that the family has – diabetes, heart problems, cancer this, cancer that)… she was a trip. another good friend of A’s was this overly sarcastic boy who’s given up on people so he doesn’t go out of his house in Pittsburgh… another boy was this cop who had been in love with the same girl since he was 15.. she finally paid him attention just after he graduated high school, he got her pregnant, now has a 9 year old, cheats on her, does a lot of drugs and is a cop ::sigh:: another kid works border control in Mexico… needless to say, everyone was trashed, drunk for free and smoking weed out back.. good to know that middle america never changes.
didn’t do anything on my birthday, ‘cept recover from the hangover, change my car’s oil and drive back to Boston… back now, trying to recover… ::sigh::
