Dinner with the Fam in 20 Stages
- Plan trip to LA for SCBWI conference. Believe I will have loads of time to see family. Ask Sister and Brother #1 in separate conversations to meet for dinner.
- Panic when realizing I only have one night free. What to do? Well, I guess we could have dinner together. That wouldn’t be weird, right?
- Brother #1 and Sister are on board. Sounds like fun. Yay!
- Whoops! You can’t NOT invite Brother #2. His feelings would be hurt if he hears about all the fun had by the rest of us. Immediately call Brother #2 to rectify mistake. He lives three hours away and will not come, but it’s the thought that counts.
- Brother #2 shocks you by immediately agreeing. Ok, wow. The four of us are going to dinner. No spouses. No kids.
- Day before Dinner: Sister and Brother #2 are at baby shower with the Mother Figure. Her feelings are hurt a wee bit that we didn’t invite her. (Geez, Mom, we’re flying by the seat of our pants here. Besides, you don’t like driving to LA. Or visiting.)
- Crisis avoided when Sister and Brother #2 tell Mother Figure she wasn’t invited because we are deciding what home to put her in. She is bitter but resigned. Tells Brother #2 she hopes we all get diarrhea. Nice, Mom.
- Day of Dinner: Brother #1 drives three hours to meet up at Sister’s house. Everyone is shockingly pleasant.
- Mother Figure calls Sister and hangs up.
- Mother Figure calls Brother #2. He warns her the quality of the home we put her in is going down. She hangs up.
- Siblings eye each other. *snickers*
- Brother #1 finally arrives after three hours in traffic. Pile into Sister’s SUV to go to dinner at the Elephant Bar.
- While waiting for a table, Mother Figure calls Brother #1. He is confused by her snarky comments, but bravely listens when we tell him to hang up on her.
- More *snickers*
- Brother #1 calls Mother Figure and asks if she’s ready to “act like an adult.” She tells him she’s not going to a home and we’re not taking her driver’s license either. Hangs up.
- Seriously, my stomach hurts from laughing. *puffs on asthma inhaler*
- Finally get a table and our food. Never a dull moment in the conversation. Funny enough, the boys dominate the conversations. When did they turn into such talkers who bare their souls to their sisters? *warm fuzzies*
- Brother #1 looks around table and asks, “When was the last time that just the four of us went out together?”
- Pause. Sad to realize the answer is NEVER. Promises all around to make a better effort.
- Mother Figure sends text with this picture. First response: shock she knows how to text a picture. Second response: *snickers*. Third response: Smiles when we realize Mother Figure managed to invite herself to dinner anyway.

I guess by now you’ve figured out that my family shows love with sarcasm and hang ups. What others consider mean, we consider a valentine. Honestly, this was the most fun we’ve all had together in pretty much…ever.
2 Responses to "Dinner with the Fam in 20 Stages"
on August 16, 2010 | to this post
Great laugh – thanks!
on August 20, 2010 | to this post
Hysterical!