The Y-town Wedding

I love being with family. I love that I have little nieces that still sit on my lap and want hugs,and that I have older neices that want to dance and party with me. Most of all I love that have a daughter and her husband have fun with my crazy family.
I remember as a little girl that my Aunt Mary cried when we were leaving after a visit. And I didn't understand why then,but I do now.

Weekend at Debbie's

I cannot believe that all of us could make it the same weekend. And it has been such a long time that we've all been togeather. God bless that Debbie Beck that made the whole thing happen. We got to see all our old buds from Richmond and guess what, that doesn't happen too often. The Burkett's the O'Maley's Debbie and Brian, and of course Debbie and Tim Beck .Okay as soon as I got out of the car I was laughing. My hair is red okay, it was a big fat shock to me ,it's not like I asked for that color,and it happened the day before we left, and I'm stuck. Well my new friends at Memorial hospital saw my hair and they saw it blonde the day before, said NO-THING. My old buddy Steve was like , "Jill what the hell is with your hair? " Hello, true friend! Even Big Rob was afraid to say what he really thought,because the poor man lives with me okay, and he wanted to have a fun weekend. Steve Burkett on the other hand has nothing to loose. He loves me, but my hair was _QUEER. Here's visual for ya...a cross between Little Orphan Annie and Joy from "The View". So okay that was an easy laugh whenever there was a lull in conversation. (And with that group ,there is hardly ever a lull in conversation,so don't feel too bad for me.)
The ladies all went to lunch at a I think it was a Tibetin restraunt , (is it resteraunt or restraunt, who cares, I don't have spell check, if I do I don't know how to use it. I am Jill I am computer illiterate. ) Anywho, I ordered something and it looked like stuff they eat on survivor, really it did . And these other ladies love this kinda stuff and I think they agreed , it looked like worms.They all tasted it, noone said they loved it. It looked like freakin worms.
I went to the bathroom ,I got locked in. Now I was working the knob,and didn't realize that I might have been alittle frantic,because when I got out, the ladies were all looking my way,and I heard a roar of laughter when I got the door open. Alright this is me without an once of liquer. So the rest of the weekend was much of the same . I was with people that laughed at me and it didn't matter ,because I know they love me no matter what color my hair is.
When we went out later with the guys there was a table of large women that all must have gone to my hairdresser in Evansville because they had my same look. No one made fun of them. They must not have good friends. I haven't had so much fun in months.

"I love this family"

In the words of Jeanie Allen, (said in a high pitched very nervous voice,) "I love this family!"Jeanie has spent many Thanksgivings with us when we play lots of games. She is a very hospitable guest and always fits right in to our traditions and preparations.But when it has come to games and the Mullally competitive spirit, I have observed her being a bit uncomfortable, and making her statement, "I love this family!" at the peak of winneres take all. Which makes us all laugh, and realize that we have gone over the edge and the game did not seem like a game , and people were "being mean " and is that fun? Hell yea that's fun. On another note I hope we did not do that to our two guests at the Outer Banks a couple of weeks ago. But my guess is that both of our new found family members have had experiences with the game attitudes that both of my children possess.
I must confess, that I have always been a fair player and its not winning that matters but playing the game that counts. Whatever, these people are ruthless. So if you can't handle the heat get out of the kitchen, and when the going gets tough ,the tough get going . And if you don't stick up for yourself no 0ne elses will. So you go for the throat, and make it count. And if it's too hard for some folks , look out mister you are gone..... Except for my sweet sister Jeanie, who may I say , you want on your team because she comes up with the unexpected, the wild card , and pulls the team through. Well, I think that having three athletes in my family has chnged my persona in a way that I think is Okay. Please let me know if my game playing becomes too radical, as of right now, I think I'm just keeping up.

Hizeez!!!!

Well, all I wanted to do is write a comment on one of Bri's little stories and look what happened, I'm blogging. He,he! Okay so now I feel obligated to write,so here goes. All those things that Brianne writes about me are not true. Well not totally true. Well, let's just say that there is some truth , and of course she would say that I am the one who exaggerates, and for those of you who know me well, she is right. I only do it to make the story sound better.
We all really did have a great time on vacation and I do worry that our little clan may be a bit too much for others to handle. Especially in a car for 15 hours. EEEEEE! You know when you think you are normal.(I know we really are not)
It's always great at the beach,especially when it doesn't rain.