so, for those of you out there who may be unfamiliar with traditions of the family lonsinger...ever since i can remember, my grandparents (dad's parents) rent a beach house somewhere on the coast and my dad's entire side of the family stays there for a designated amount of time. it used to be a couple weeks, went down to a week, and now they're only staying for a few days. and as the times have changed, so have the beaches. we used to stay at morro bay and cayucous, then we started migrating towards pismo. currently, we're in oceano (a little town on pismo).
so i've taken a quick break from the family time to check the myspace, facebook, etc. and, of course, write to you loverly readers out in blogland. (if there were any doubts that my life is utterly lame, they were destroyed in the last sentence). the latest family event...dinnertime.
now, for those of you out there keeping score, there are (including myself) 2 grandparents, 4 uncles, 3 aunts, 8 grandchildren, 2 girlfriends of 2 of my cousins, and 1 friend of another cousin living in this house...that's right 22 people in one house going after ribs and clam chowder at the same time. it's kind of like a mix of home alone (you know, in the beginning of the movie when they're always scrambling around the house and they forget macaulay culkin) and those feeding frenzies you see on animal planet when the family of lions takes down the lame antelope with the gimpy leg.
but it's my family and i love 'em.
amen.
mjl.
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