Oh wonderful family gatherings..

Tis the season to be nutty..falala. Oh yes all of you know what I mean. The family gatherings are upon us and we all have this one special family member or two, that you try to avoid all year long, just to be cooped up with that person a whole day in a house.

There is the not so good mannered Uncle, the Aunt that can’t remember your name, the cousin that you think should be locked up tight. Yes we all have them and don’t deny it.

Before my divorce, our christmases were spend all over gods green earth. Ton’s of Uncles and Aunts to visit. We had the nutty side of the family tree, and the beyond help side of the tree. The beyond help side was the first ones to get out of the way first.  There we had the Aunt that liked to hug and kiss everyone continously. Aunt mush we called her. Even her own grandkids hid from her. Then you had the the Uncle that was creepy and followed you all around the house.  Another Uncle that made bad jokes, but to be nice you just grinned at him. Another Aunt that took religion just one step to far and kept reciding verses that were highlighted out of the good book. Spent a day with them and you were ready for a bottle of rum.

Then on the nutty side which were the immediate family, you had an Aunt which was the party animal of the family. You knew when she was drunk when her voice changed into this ungodly pitch that made your hair on the back of your neck stand straight up. Then you had the perverted Uncle, that had to make a sexual reference just about every time he said something. And let’s not forget the 86 year old monarch of the family, who had to always bring the homemade cordial in liters and force it down your throat, saying that this stuff will keep you healthy.

And then you add into all of this the polish genes and trades, and you know that sooner or later someone will get mad at somebody, and you add a couple of hours of drama, that puts daytime TV to shame.  Oh do I miss those days….NOT!

So for those of you who have a normal family, and are looking forward to the christmas gatherings, I salute you. You are the proud few that do not need to opt for a sedative before visiting. And for the unlucky ones, I wish you good luck and try not to get arrested for attacking the sister-in-law that always has something smart to say about everyone. You do not want to become one of them.

Weird dreams…

Alright people I don’t usually write one blog after another, because my Life is not that interesting to write about at all times. I’m just a average joe-tte.

But today I just needed to write about the strangest dream I had and that woke me up early and left me all confused and wondering what it meant.

Now I had the same dream a couple of days ago. And I tried to figure out what it meant then, but really could not point it to anything. Trust me, I have a few ” what dreams mean” books around the house, but they all tell you different things, and in the long run you wind up more confused then you already are.

The dream starts with me not living in my house but in someone elses. It’s not a big place, it is small. Almost reminds me of my previous home. There are 4 people on the front porch that are strangers ranging from middle aged to teenage age and they are all male. They want to gain entry into the house and keep asking me to give them my money. I know that I keep saying I have none. Which is true..not living the lifestyle of the rich and famous here, thats for sure. Then I make a phone call to the police and oversudden the SWAT team is at my door pointing a gun at me and asking where the people went too, because they left. Yes, a real SWAT team, the guys that get called in at Bank robberies and other big stuff, the kind of stuff you need tear gas and heavy duty blow up stuff. The kind you see in the big action movies..ok you get what I mean here. They are searching the neighborhood for these people and I start locking doors and windows and windows. Windows that don’t make any sense of me having, and it is never the same kind of window. And I never seem to be at the same place. And then I get to a Window that is big and just has a latch on it, and the weirdest part of this one is, that I am so close to another window, with a hallway in between, where I can see a lady working at her desk and I am trying to tell her to lock her window but I can’t and just continue to lock mine and that is when I wake up.

Weird right? That is what I think. I mean first off, I would never live in a house that has many windows. I hate doing Windows. Second, the house changes from a little one to a big one with big stair cases and all, to apartment like. And third, why a SWAT team? Is it that dangerous? I have no clue.

Anyway, I wake up all confused which is not all that strange. Why should my dreams be any different then my real life. But I really would find out what it means before I dream this again. Because quit frankly I would love to dream about something nice for a change and not the same story line.