I had a really good time at the Family Reunion in Camarillo, California. I know
bricoleur wanted to hear stories of crazy, wacky people running around threatening children, but that didn't happen. My mother's side is rather sane. Even my Aunt Maxine, who suffers from Alzeimer's, was rather "with it". Her communication skills were not what they used to be, but she was quite adept at getting her points across.
At the end of the reunion, my cousin, did some henna tatoos for the family. She does it for a living, so how generous is it to do it for free for a big mess of people. Greg said (Greg didn't go) "how would you like to go to the reunion and deal blackjack?" He has a good point.
