Noooo, I am not from Kentucky. I grew up in Podunk little town, Washington. I think that might be worse than growing up in Kentucky.
Sunday afternoon was my Grandma’s 70th birthday party. (yeah yeah, she’s young, so are my parents) The party was at none other than one of the tribal owned gaming establishments. Can you see my joy? I firmly believe casinos outside of the state of Nevada or Atlantic City are wrong on so many levels. However, it was Gram’s birthday and I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to spent the afternoon with my family. They are a kick. Besides, I had to have a reason to see my dad and scold him for not taking his medication.
Anyway, all of my uncles and aunts were there. Even a few cousins. And when I say few I mean very few. There are 23 of us and only 5 showed up.
My uncles rock!! My dad is the oldest and then the youngest is only about 12 years older than me. I grew up around these guys. They are just your average working joes. (no pun intended as my dad’s name is Joe) They are genuine and sweet guys. What was most surprising is that my Uncle Kevin actually came. Well, the truth is his sons brought him since he can’t drive. I do actually mean that plural. Sons. I haven’t seen my cousin Jesse in a few years.
Here is a little background on me and Jesse. There are 3 of us who are the “older” grandkids. All girls. I am the 3rd oldest of 23. Then there are 3 boys. 2 of the boys are brothers to 3 of us girls. Then there was Jesse and I. We are not siblings, but look similar to each other. Both blond and fair skinned. The 6 of us spent summers together. We were like bickering best friends. The best part was that us girls would dress the boys up in girl clothes and make them play fashion models. (it is amazing that even one of them turned out normal) We would even do stuff like swim in the horse trough. Talk about redneck.
Well I got married, move away and then Jess graduated high school and we hardly see him. The last time I saw him was two years ago. Lemme tell you this boy has turned into a man! Holy Cow! Jesse now measures in at around 6’5″-6’6″, longer blonde hair and great blue eyes. He works as a firefighter and is starting his EMT class shortly. Sorry ladies, this guy has some mystery girlfriend that none of us have met.
It was so amazing to see him I just had to get a photo of that one! This is Jesse with my Aunt Robin. Yeah, that’s D in the background. Like how I am not in the shot? Of course sitting or standing next to Jess would make me look like a dwarf.
I am sure that it is not ok to think that your cousin is good looking. But what a fine man this boy turned out to be. I am glad to know that there is another one of us that turned out somewhat normal. You can’t help but be just a little warped by my family, but that is what makes us charming!
Ok mom, pick your chin up off the desk. Yep, the little boy is all grown up now. Shocking I know!
Hey Redneck (Ha Ha)
He is cute. My cousins aren’t that cute. Too bad.
Ok, I guess that’s a good reason…. 🙂
Well Jake, Jesse is 4 years younger than me. So when we were 16 he was 12. I am pretty sure you didn’t want to be fixed up with a 12 year old. Now that even creeps me out. 🙂
How come you never introduced me when we were in high school??? 😉