Much as some of you may have been excited to see a Sly & The Family Stone thread, this... is not it.
This is a thread devoted to something near and (sometimes) dear to us; something that drives us crazy, drives us to new depths of anger, and maybe drives us eighteen hours to see grandma every Christmas, too. Partially inspired by the approach of Thanksgiving in the U.S., and partially inspired by such sappy business as recent weddings and the movie Inglourious Basterds, this is the thread to talk about family
Some people maybe don't get along with one or both parents, and in many cases this is totally justified. It is okay to not talk about them. Or maybe you can talk about them in disparaging terms.
I, personally, get along with my parents relatively well - well enough to have gracefully accepted this awful yellow sofa when they "donated" it to me years later:
How about you? Hate your parents? Love your parents? Not know who they are? Or maybe it turns out that one of them is a Sith Lord, and your mom died at birth, but only your twin sister has any memories of her at all? Better not think about your sister when you're fighting your dad, then.
Speaking of siblings... got any? Or are you one of those strange alien creatures raised as only children, knowing only your own personal toys, never acquainted with the despair of "But I
asked for that for Christmas!" I've got a brother I'm very fond of, who is currently the more well-adjusted of the two of us, and is at college in Arizona. I also have grandparents whom I admire more than anyone else in the world, and a variety of awesome aunts, uncles, and cousins.
How about you, SE++?
"Hey, Salient, you're a big penis in all the wrong ways. My family sucks and I have no good stories to share about my great-grandpa in the war. Also my sister punched my favourite pet cow in the face when she was 15 and the cow died
and then she ran away to the Falkland Islands, thanks a lot for reminding me
So maaybe you for one reason or another don't get along great with your kinfolks. Sorry to hear that! What've you got instead? Wife? Husband? Significant other? Downstairs neighbor whose every conversation is audible through your paper-thin walls? We all have people we're close to. I've made another sort of a family out of my friends from college; we initially bonded through mutual alcoholism, but thanks to youthful, innocent livers, we survived to become a group of semi-normal, mostly law-abiding taxpayers. Now we're spread all over the world, but we're still extremely close. I actually officiated the wedding of my freshman year roommate in September, and am proud enough of that to mention it here.
Tell us about the people who made you the way you are! Tell us your funny stories and your interesting histories and your shitty experiences with families. Tell them here... so that we may judge you accordingly.
(Also if people want to talk about Thanksgiving plans I am down for this.)