Weekend of the Insane

 This one is for Jana.

My sweet step-grandmother passed away recently and her funeral was this weekend. My parents made arrangements for my sisters and I to come to the end of the earth Del Rio for the funeral. You all know she was fabulous and her funeral was a reflection of her dedication to God and service to others. She was a bright, sharp lady who led a long and fabulous life. We were very fortunate to be able to see loads of our family members including my two favorite uncles and their sweet wives.

I also got to travel with my two sisters. We all become cackling hens when we get together and nothing is safe. We laugh, we argue, we try to act like the normal productive women we all pretend to be every day . We fail miserably and  instead act like the nut job teenagers we actually are. We were joined by our  brother and sister-in-law both whom  we are getting to know as adults and for the most part have found them to be quite to our liking.

 I should have known it was going to be a doozy of a weekend. The signs were there from the get go. My sister who lives in the frozen tundra  and I both had to get up at the  ungodly time of "before 6 am" in order to catch our flights. I rode the shuttle from to the BNA with a "feller" who had not been on a plane in 25 years...since he was 6 years old. He grilled me repeatedly about going through "customs" to fly to San Antonio.  I finally figured out he meant security and counseled him on the finer points of taking your shoes off and running as fast as he could through the metal detector. I mean really, don't ya watch TV?

I won't bore you with all the craziness that involves the three of us traveling together. Let's just say it involved a Mary Poppins purse full random things including the following: headache medicine, a nail file, lotion, a burrito and a "blanket" (it looked like a robe). Our brother calling us "Foul Mouth Gutter Snipe Hose Bags" and referring to the women he was called upon to drive around (wife, three sisters and tolerant cousin) his "harem". We also experienced random things like  "Preach " Martini's, fake Caesar salad, a visit to a winery, a "Museum" of Del Rio oddities (including the antique phone that got broken by someone in our party... and a human spine hanging on a coat rack) , TWO trips to the DQ, a Mariachi band and  a stop by the border patrol. Our weekend ended with us getting to the airport on Sunday and barely catching our flights.

That was a funeral, can you imagine what we are like
on vacation?