Family Reunions and such

Labor "Days" have come and gone, totally zapped, but all went well, except for the fueds between husbands and wives, brothers and sisters and next door neighbors over the least little things. I would contribute that to to much closeness and too much alcohol that was consumed that week end. Tim {my other half} is 6'5" and weighs in at 300 was the ref in most of the conflicts, we didnt have one in our conflict other than the tears that streamed down my face when we had our words, and that always stops him dead in his tracks as it did that day, we women have a way with emotions. So it was on to the next blow out this past week end.

For those of you that dont know the location and lay out of Kentucky, the eastern half of the state, although it is beautiful but mostly mountains. That is where my husbands family is from.
I have been informed that he has 2 acres of land that he inherited that is somewhere on the side of one of those Vallie's, that if you drop a walnut at the top of his property line it would never quit rolling, I have never seen it, but I think he plans to retire there, he said we didnt need a sewer system, wonder why. We have been married for 16 years and this past week end was the Bowling family reunion which is always the weekend after Labor Day. This was my first to attend, he never wanted to go until this year when he found out that he had a long lost cousin, {UncleLevi's and Aunt Sarahs} grandson would be coming in, along with other members of his family I had never met. They were all amazing and too funny especially after breaking out the"moon shine" from behind the bar, I didnt have the gonads to sip it but just running it under my nose removed all facial hair and was an instant fire ball to my nostrils. Thanks, I will stick to Coors Light and an occasional glass of wine. But fun was had by all. We played washers and washer boards and a game called corn hole, the name is enough to turn you off but it is played by throwing bags of corn into holes on a long numbered board. "Whew" I was relieved to know what I was about to play after committing to be a partner.

The food and booze was plentiful and great,along with the host and hostess. I had made 10 pounds of German pot. salad which some had never heard of but ate with great gusto. after being there all day we decided to go home at 8:30, retrieving my dish with little remains of my salad I was informed that there were more coming and they would be there till the wee hours of the morning, meaning "leave your dish". There were people there that had the last name but were not related, it didnt matter they were all welcome and the kissing est bunch of people I had ever met. I have never swapped so much sugar and saliva in my life, from 90 year olds down to a 4 day old baby. Needless to say at 2:30 am I woke up with the stomach virus that kept me home from church and in bed most of the day, I cant look at a bite of food or water yet with out a trip to the john. So much for family reunions, dont think I will go back for 16 more years.

Hard at work, "Labor Day"

Or hardly working.

After trying to find a decent pic to post, I had to rely on my dog to be the only one to post. Char has posted this one before. This is my Shorkie "Bailee". she is a babydoll, and will be a year old Oct 3rd.

Unlike my sister Char, I am without talent. She writes poems, takes pictures, creative, crafty, great taste, just a regular freaking Martha Stewart. But she is too sweet, just hate that she is a thousand miles away. We used to meet on Yahoo every night to play Scrabble but now that she has gotten older and needs her beauty sleep, she goes to bed early, now I have to find other things to keep me occupied.

We have several things in common, smoking, drinking and cursing, which we did not get from out Mother. She is the next thing to Mother Theresa.

Labor Day in Kentucky is a long holiday, involving the last week end of open pools and boating, the temp is already dropping as is the leaves, the color will be beautiful this year. Maybe I can get some pictures to share. We will have our last hoo-rah at our place on Barkley Lake, BBQ, kids and grandkids, friends and relatives. I do most of the cooking along with my husband Tim, master of the smoker. If you have never had his smoked Boston Butts, ribs and chicken, you have not had real BBQ. I shucked and silked 100 ears of corn, cleaned 5 pounds of mushrooms, peeled carrots and new potatoes, onions and celery for out Crab Boil. Shrimp and Sausage. It is always a hit with everyone. makes my mouth water already. I just hope that I have some energy to visit with guests. I would think that is why they call it Labor Day, should be "Days: because I have toiled for 3 days now just to get ready for 3 more days of hard labor, it will take me 3 days after just to rest up.

Better quit for now, very new at this, hope it is readable. Sneeze ya later, Twisted Sister