Daily Post: Cousin It

149086_337246546397739_1319801678_nI simply had to reply to this Daily Post: “We all have that one eccentric relative who always says and does the strangest things. In your family, who’s that person, and what is it that earned him/her that reputation?”

One eccentric person? We have a whole family of eccentric people. In fact, I can’t name one person in our family who isn’t eccentric. That’s probably what keeps us all together. We’re all odd.

Recently, my niece, Jaquelyn Sunderland, posted this sign on Facebook: My doctor asked if any members of my family suffered insanity; I replied, no, we all seem to enjoy it.

And that’s the bottom line. We’re all enjoyably eccentric.

Imagine the whole family, and we now number close to fifty in the nuclear family, in one room for a holiday dinner. Or a picnic outside. Now that would make more sense. Along with outside, we’d have fireworks and a bonfire and bottles of wine and probably bourbon. For example, you shoulda seen the family gathering on the farm a couple years ago with rain and mud and planks across puddles. And music. Lots of music. Our own private Woodstock, you could say. Just us.

Yep. A little eccentric. The whole batch of us. And proud of it.