My birth father is the #1 child out of 6 kids. He has 2 brothers and three sisters.
It’s a BIG family.
You’d think, given the size of the family, and the fact that most of us live relatively local to each other, that we’d see each other a lot.
That is not the case.
So you can imagine how thrilled I am that we are having a party to celebrate my Aunt Xondra’s 50th birthday.
Time to see everyone all in one place.
I’m bringing Tejas with me to meet my birth family.
He’s been my BFF for over two years now and has yet to meet the people who made me.
Hopefully it won’t be the least bit awkward that he is the same age as my birth parents.
He’s under strict instructions to not hit on ANYONE unless he clears it with me first.
The thing about this party is that I don’t see much of my birth father’s side of the family, except for my Uncle Donald and Aunt Stacey and their family.
They live closer to me and I get to see them from time to time.
They also spawned my sister-cousin Jennifer who takes me to 49er games and enthralls me with her lingerie, lack of inhibition, and positive self-esteem.
Believe you me, if that woman wrote a blog, you’d all be following it.
She also happens to be drop dead gorgeous with knockers BIGGER THAN MINE.
Someday, I will take her to Burning Man and we will knock that shit OUT OF THE PARK!
Oh and GO NINERS!