McFamily Reunion - postmortem

Much to my disappointment, I don’t have a thing to write about the McFamily reunion (under threat of excommunication, I don’t have anything to write. Although I don’t think excommunication in the McConville clan means they don’t talk to you…I think it just means they don’t stock your beer anymore). Actually, there was some pretty blog-worthy banter, but it all seemed to be at my expense…and THAT ain’t no fun to write about [Really? One of those crazy dog women? It was the mother’s day card for “nana”, wasn’t it?? Just the fact that my dog has a “nana”, I see.] I DID note that somewhere along the way (2004?), I have CLEARLY worn out that “my presence is my present” thing…I.GET.IT already, sheeesh.

But between free graduation dinners and free mother’s day’s breakfasts…the price was right. Aside from that private hotel room for Molly, I spent like…ZILCH…awesome. Let me know when we are getting together for mom’s birthday. Well, except…of course…I DID spend that $200 dollars on your present, Mom (I mean…those hummingbird feeders aren’t as cheap as they look…especially as cheap as THAT one looks.)