you know it's going to be an odd weekend
when you're sitting at dinner talking about your college with your cousins who all grew up 900 miles away, because they're asking. (size, football team).
when the size of your undergrad population is as big as or bigger than every city in the state you're in.
when your cousins are making plans to watch/listen to your college team's football game, and you could give a rip.
when you go out drinking with your cousins who you havent seen since 1988 and 1991 and close the bar at midnight, and you find out, despite the distance and the socio-economic differences, you arent all that different. (more on this when i get home.)
when the locals at the bar start toasting to your dead grandmother.
when you are sleeping in a barn (that's been converted, quite nicely, into a hotel).
when you hear russian being spoken at dinner.
in my family, when you hear giggling from one of the oldest and the youngest present. (B & V)
when you see the look of astonishment due to "grampy has a brother and he looks like him?"
when my dad gets a backrub from mom's cousin B and doesnt flinch.
when you hear "I'm the weird cousin" and it doesn't come out of your own mouth.
when you see cousin v glide all the way across the inn's dining area.
and that's just the first night.