So much has happened I hardly know where to begin. B and I celebrated our 3 month anniversary a week and a half ago, she met the whole family at the same time on Thanksgiving, my computer is extremely sick, and I’m not feeling much better.

The three month wasn’t a big deal. I actually think we stayed in and had lots of…uh…pizza. We mostly talked about how nervous we were about Thanksgiving. It was a huge deal to me because I had never brought a girlfriend to any holiday with the family. I was a wreck.

The dad’s side was in Metamora at 1 on Thursday. We arrived a bit early, because I severely overestimated the travel time between Moss Ave. and Metamora. I thought it would be close to 45 minutes, and it was only 25. It’s probably a good thing. She had enough time to meet my grandmother and a few of my cousins when the rest of the family (around 35 people) pulled up at the EXACT SAME TIME. Grandma introduced her to everybody, one by one, explaining who was who. “This is my sister Phil. Her kids are Mike and Mark. Their kids are Ann, Leslie, Spencer, and Carter. Cory is her great-nephew.” You get the idea. The fact that she remembered the names of more than 3 people amazed me. We ate, played a bit of Catch Phrase (aside: If the answer is “Hoedown”, a wholesome Christian family probably isn’t going to pick up the first half of the word if you say “A slang term for a prostitute.”), then headed off to Morton for 4 PM dinner at Mom’s side.

It’s important to know that my dad’s side and mom’s side are like night and day. My dad’s side of the family is wholesome, hardly ever uses foul language, and don’t smoke or drink. My mother’s side enjoy the alcohol and cigarettes, and even my grandmother drops an f-bomb every once in a while. As in “Cory, you little fucker!”

This being said, Mom’s side was a blast. We got there around 4 and left around 10, with quite a few beers and VO and Sprites during the night. My aunt W got completely blasted and was quite amusing to B. Aunt K called her “Curly” and kept playing with her hair.

Everyone on both sides of the family really liked her, which I was sure would be the case. My main concern was that Beth would think my family to be a bunch of weirdos and be totally turned off by me because of it. But, I guess when it comes down to it, every family has to have a few quirks. Otherwise they wouldn’t call them “families”.