Family–love or leave ‘em
I have 6 other brothers and sisters, each with their fucking quirks and annoying idiosyncrasies. I know what my quirks are–I’m obnoxious as hell because I make fun of people to their face and sometimes blurt out uncomfortable truths at inopportune moments. Case in point, sitting around a table with my guilt-tripping pretentious sister "E", her hubby and kids and another sister "A"., one of their kids tells me that her mom ("E") thinks I don’t like her. To which I respond aloud to all at the table, "that’s because she’s insecure and thinks that nobody likes her." I don’t really think it was obnoxious, but we all sat in awkward silence trying to figure out how to move on to the next topic and ignore my obnoxious ass.
Anyway, where was i? Oh yeah. So I’m in California and have spent several days at my sister "J’s" house. We’ve all been spending time together in preparation for her wedding. J’s freaking out because of the wedding. She snaps for no reason and she fights with her fiance sporadically over the smallest things. I don’t know, she’s tense, but she seems to like to pick a fight.
Which is the complete opposite of my sister "A" who does EVERYTHING to avoid a fight and when you get mad at her, she feels (and looks) so guilty that you can’t even be mad at her.
Then there’s "S" (I have 4 sisters and 2 brothers). "S" is so wrapped up in herself and sooooo full of drama, that if you look at her wrong she’ll be pissed off with you all day long and make huge gestures to show you that she’s ignoring you.
At least my mom is normal. Actually, if you knew anything about my mom or heard me talk about her (or imitate her) you would think she’s crazy too. She’s lots of fun until she starts telling me to put my legs together and cover up, calling me "desoluta" ("slut") in spanish because of my cleavage.
Will I survive until July 5th? Why do I want to go home already? At least I can go swimming in the pool and their kids are pretty fun. Oh, and the weather is quite nice in Los Angeles. I’m sure people are broiling in DC!
June 30th, 2005 at 7:02 am
As someone who just got back from a family wedding herself, I would say the key to surviving them is to not be around your family for more than three days at a time. After that, you can go insane.