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i was having a total blast hanging out with all my cousins for the first time in like 6 yrs. It was my Grampa and Grama's 40th wedding anniversary. I had been dreading it and the timing was inconvenient but it started out going amazingly well. Had a great little food fight ( a family tradition ) got some revenge on my dad and uncles with my cousins help. Usually these get together s degrade into screaming matches but this was going great.
My mother was kinda pissing me off (she hates this side of the family) I think she feels that shes better than them on some level. As such she was keeping a pretty short leash on my brother and i called her on it a couple of times ...I don't even think she realizes when shes being an insufferable bitch to ppl. My bro and nessa were talking and we came to the conclusion that she was overreacting so much and being a party pooper cuz she wanted to show this side of the family how well she raised us. She seems to have wanted us to be this ideal family that my dads brothers and sisters would be jealous of. Now i have to say that my dads side of the family is a bit of a train wreck but all in all the kids still managed to turn out ok (which i also think pissed my mom off in some weird way) anywho on with my story So we all got home from the hall at about 2:30 ish so we all went out to the back of the acreage to have a fire and drink more. I went inside to quickly borrowed my dads keys to get some stuff out of the trunk, he and my mom went to sleep at like 12. when i got them from him i told him i needed the keys to get my sleeping bag so i just kept the keys with me cuz i didn't want to bother them plus i wasn't sure if my bro and his gf would need anything while we were out back so i figured i would hold onto them. so were sitting around the campfire and he comes out and is like where are my fucking keys Aaron so im telling him to calm down cuz he seems randomly mad (like why would someone be mad about that)I don't have a history of stealing his car or anything even remotely bad like that. and hes like give me my goddam keys so i do and i tell him i still need to get stuff out of the trunk hes like go get it..i m like but i need the keys so were walking to the car and hes just layin into me and i told him that sometimes he treats his car better than he treats his kids The argument escalates as we walk then he calls me a fucking drunk and tries to throw me against a motor home. we start yelling at each other really loud (i m pretty sure all the aunts and uncles and cousins could hear) He eventually lets go of me i get the shit out of the trunk and leave and told him if he ever touched me again he would regret it.
So i go back to the fire and everyone was totally blown away by what happened ( including my aunt who has known my dad forever cuz she has never seen him like that)i guess thats cuz no one has ever seen my dad like that other then me and my brother and my mom and then this morning im packing up my car and my mom comes and tells me im in the wrong and that i have to apologize to him...i promptly told her that there was no chance in hell of that happening and she proceeded to call me a mean drunk and a mean person.
I think half the reason she is mad at me is because i ruined the facade that she had been putting up for all the relatives about our happy little family (image over substance is guess)She didn't even bother to get my side of the story and said i was being to emotional and getting to excited and then walked away. weird thing was, i wasn't all that drunk. i think i had about 6-8 drinks all night and most of them were in the early half of the night after supper. And i know for a fact that my dad had been drinking for quite some time. im waiting for an apology form both of them once my mom hears my side of the story from my brother and Nessa (that my dad was just looking for a fight)Cuz seriously who gets upset about fucking car keys?!?!?
What a a weird fucking weekend Met up with a chat budd from Montreal on Thursday and went to k-days (the exhibition) with him. He turned out to be a super cool guy. Went to a taste of Edmonton with him and his friend on Friday afterwards and a couple of my friends went to the gay bar for the first time (since my break up. Things got a little wild but in a good wholesome way. Im beginning to realize that i am a total relationship retard tho and i cant seem to figure out boys at all. One thing i am certain of is that i am totally unprepared to get into a new relationship and im really looking forward to meeting more ppl and making new friends.
On the work front things are looking waaay good. DA offered me a a permanent part time position during school doing techs support and websupport in addition to mu current research role. That and there is a photographer coming in form TIMES magazine tomorrow to do an article on AL (my boss) so i may even get some pics of me taken YAY thats enough typing for me now ciao
