6 of the “original 7” were in New Orleans together this week. Even though Matt was missing, Jim took his place without missing a beat---he even got on his own wife’s nerves!
Janice likes bowling shirts---and thank goodness she does! I was able to spot her a block away on Bourbon Street.
LOUD for our family is an understatement.
The “f” word is a part of every sentence and goes up exponentially with the alcohol consumption---ditto for the decibel level.
Jeanne looks good in turquoise even if the rest of the family said she looked like a matador.
Alcohol consumption was at an all time high.
Only 1 of 7 of us suffers hangovers---gee, I wonder who that would be---but I’ve learned my lesson and really “throttled back”! I had 3 glasses of wine, 1/3 of a hand grenade and a hurricane in a 5 hour period---I was happy, but didn’t get sick---compared to the last time I had a hand grenade and a hurricane in the same hour. Got sick, ruined my dinner, lost a bracelet AND was hung over. Never again.
All 5 of us girls have crappy hair. The boys are okay---maybe we should wear ours that short---oh wait, Janice does.
Some of them can’t dance OR ride Segways! Notice I said “them”---had I said “us”, that might have included me!
This was drilled into me from a young age: “Barbara, you are the oldest. You have to set a good example for your younger brothers and sisters.” What a burden to put on a little kid. Well ya’ know what, mom and dad, it didn’t work---and I’m still trying to set that example!
Two of my sisters had to do a lot of babysitting this week.
A couple siblings have a permanent scowl on their faces and one even growls.
I’m sad whenever I have to leave Mindy. I just want her to come home---not exactly home, but Nashville.
Some of us think food is the necessity and others think alcohol is.
We’re all know-it-alls.
Everyone wants to be the boss, but that’s my job---assigned by the folks.
And my favorite observation of all: There weren’t any fights! Maybe some of us have grown up after all!