Meal Madness

Hello Everyone:

The family get-together madness hit home today.  Mom has commenced cooking the meal.  No doubt she intends to prepare an eleven-course banquet because "that's what people expect."  I already gave my whole "who are these people" speech.  Naturally, she ignores me.  It's so repulsive to me to think that all this food is being prepared and will go half eaten.  The reason for all this preparation is simply communal pressure to put out.  It's so ridiculous if you ask me.  It's ridiculous and so frustrating.  I just wish she'd stop with the madness.  O.K. really, I wish mom would listen to me and pare down the meal. That's not going to happen anytime soon, but I can wish.  In the meantime, I have errand running duties.  At least, in running errands, I can get one or two things I need.  Hey, I never said I didn't have my own needs.

Since the family is coming over Saturday, I have to make actual conservation with them.  I hate that. These people are so dull.  Even when someone manages to make some interesting observation or share an amusing story, it's fine for about a minute then back to dull meaningless noise.  I sometimes wonder doesn't anyone read a "real" newspaper not the usual Orthodox Jewish community rag sheets?  Does anyone read an adult book not something suitable for a nerdy adolescent?  Oh wait, I think I just described my sister whose literary tastes have not progressed since middle school.  I'm sound too pretentious aren't I?  Maybe it's the company I keep.  I just like to talk about something other than "the children" or hear the latest synagogue gossip.  It's even worse when I go over there and there are other families with small children and infants.  Then I have to deal with endless excruciatingly detailed descriptions of "the kids."  Oh well, at least I can look forward to the company of the bf and the 192.