Why I Oughta…

They only do these kinds of things because they love me, right?

Have you noticed that day three of any trip is when people wake up with a case of the crankies?  Our big obnoxious Catholic family is no exception.

I whine, “I wanted my egg ON TOP of my french toast,”  at my brother who is kind enough to cook breakfast-to-order for all sixteen of us each morning.

My sister is out of sorts because her towels are missing and she’s certain one of us is hiding them from her.  And, yet, when she tries to make me feel better because I’m missing my kids, I snap, “Can’t you just let me feel bad?”

My older brother is out of sorts because we’re all at the beach already and he can’t find us.  “You’re directions suck!” he says.  I lay the phone down and make him wait for five minutes while I slowly locate his son who knows how to talk “man” directions.

My younger brother is out of sorts because he wants us to play by the rules of the games and the rest of us want to make them up.  “You know, Anne Lamott has this great saying – W.A.I.T. = Why Am I Talking?” I say to him not realizing that I’m the one who should be taking the advice.

And yet, here we all are, a few hours later crammed around a dinner table eating mounds of spaghetti, laughing and telling goofy stories about ourselves.

We’re like a reality show for the bipolar set.  We wonder why in the hell we ever decided to plan a vacation together and in the next moment say, “You know, next time we should try upstate New York.”

I’ve spent a lot of time wondering what it is about my sister, brothers and I that make us stick together when other families grow apart.  After all we’ve had disasters that would have blown most families sky high – deaths, tragedies, more deaths – and it only seems to draw us closer.  Personally, I think we’re all survivors of PTSD, but I’m not actually a doctor so I can’t be sure.

I have to go now because even though I got so mad at everyone for not guessing my Catch Phrase word last night I didn’t talk for thirty minutes, a new game is starting and I don’t want to miss it.

 

 

11 thoughts on “Why I Oughta…

  1. Janet Sunderland

    Thanks for the head’s up reminders! I’m doing a siblings only vacation in early September and I really really really need to remember WAIT… only mine should probably be why am I searching for meaning in that when there probably isn’t one…. waisfmitwtpio…. sort of sounds like what’sa matta w/…. well that’s as far as I can stretch it. pio only sounds like the saint and that is not likely.

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    1. CrazieTown Post author

      Janet,

      My sister and I discovered that when we start a sentence with “I think that they think…” well, no good can come of whatever is said after that. Good luck with your vacation. Siblings only? I wonder if our spouses would go for that – or possibly they’d be thrilled at the idea!

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    1. CrazieTown Post author

      Theresa,

      We should make sure our families are never in the same city at the same time. With all that dysfunctional karma we’re likely to blow up the world!

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  2. Bob

    Glad to know that the vacation is unfolding like all of them I’ve ever heard of. Tradition–even dysfunctional tradition–is important. But then what did you all expect going to a place that includes “Nags” in the name. No wonder you’re all cranky.

    Have a great time (which I know you will). We’ll miss you today.

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