I don't know if this is sad or not, but I really don't have any plans for Easter. In fact, while most people are planning to spend the full Sunday with their family, I'm leaving Ada Saturday night to head down to Dayton to visit a friend for the evening. Sure my family has plans for Easter Sunday, but I don't really care to be a part of them.
Now before that sounds really bad, please let me explain. My poor Grandmother has been having our entire family over to her house now for 25+ years. She has nine kids, meaning she has 36 grand kids. Out of those 36 grand kids, none of them are married, but most have a girlfriend, so lets add another 15 people on to that. Out of those 15 people who are seeing someone, 3 have kids without having gotten married. So we'll add on 10 very young kids. So now, in a small house out in the country, we have somewhere close to 60 people crammed into the house. Can you see why I'd like to not attend? I'd be a little happier with visiting my Grandparents on a one-on-one kind-of thing.
Every year the same thing happens. She cooks a ham, or turkey, or a combination of both, and everyone else brings sides. She says we'll eat at 2. The responsible members of the family show up with their side around 1:30, and some of the others show up at 2:45. So we have person 1 who has been waiting to eat since 1:30, and then person 9 shows up at 2:45 without a care that they just made everyone else wait. My Grandma loses her mind, starts complaining to the responsible people who were there on time, and they eventually tell the one who showed up late, a fight ensues, people get upset, people leave, and then there we are... on Easter Sunday... a big happy family.
Let me end this post by saying, we are not by any means a disfunctional family. We just have a few bad apples who really shouldn't be invited but, "they're family". Know what I mean?
That would be why I had no plans for Easter.
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