Saturday I thought my cousin was doing a low key beer party at his place.. nope! A good chunk of the family tree was there. Ugh! People... tell me that there's going to be a ton of family folk there! I would have brought over pictures and relics!

As it was fun times... yelling at my cousin's kids, chatt'n with how everyone's going, and watching the near loss of limbs from fireworks and then wheeled across town to visit other relatives in the late hours of the night. Fuck. All on eight pints of blood.