Talked about my family a couple days ago; time to talk about my in-laws.
Actually I may get along better with them than my birth family. and in the main, I see them more often, since they're located in New York and Pennsylvania rather than North Carolina and California.
Still, I was quite nervous about this scheduled family vacation. It was to be my parents-in-law, two brothers-in-law, their wives and, collectively, three daughters who are 7 and 8, plus Carol, Lydia and me. The plan, as it shook out was that we would all travel to Williamsburg, VA for a week. i thought that much familiarity would surely breed contempt. But it was to celebrate my parents=in-law's 50th wedding anniversary that was back in March; we'd done something then at their church, but this was actually planned in the fall of 2008.
Separately: Williamsburg in July wasn't my idea of a good time. I've been to Virginia in July with an ex-girlfriend. We went out early in the morning but spent most of the day in air-conditioned comfort.
As it turned out, my wife had too much reading to do and too many papers to write, details of which will be forthcoming.
Then Wednesday, my wife's sister-in-law (does that make her my sister-in-law as well?), who lives a little over an hour from Albany, had thyroid surgery at an Albany hospital. I actually never saw her; I spoke to, though never saw her husband. But their eight-year-old twins were at the house, and the parents-in-law were up to support their daughter-in-law and help watched the girls. In fact, My wife, her mother, my daughter and the twins all went to Saratoga for a ballet matinee on Thursday.
Now today, is the Olin family reunion, and I'm likely to see the whole tribe that was in Williamsburg, save for the recovering surgery patient.
we don't usually spend THAT much time together, but it certainly a different relationship when the distances are smaller.
Music throwback: Jingle Bells
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