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Outmeal… completely missed that typo, heh. I think I’ll leave it. It really is a lovely word. Good luck with your outmeal event. 
I remember when I was little we always had to give our bed to relatives. I can’t remember where we had to sleep though...probably in the lounge on foam mattresses.
My Mum loves when someone else cooks!!
Sick kids...ugh!!
Your mum probably wasn’t a control freak like mine is!
In our family, the children would have been in sleeping bags on the livingroom floor and the guests would have beds and bedrooms.
I don’t blame you for being peeved. I feel like I waste most of my vacation days every year because we “Have” to go see my family because my Grandma is 101 and well, you know, the guilt. “It may be her last year” and such. So my husband and I have spent our last 7 vacations at my sisters house dealing with doing dishes, cooking, running errands, dealing with untrained smelly pets and a dirty house.
Oh gah, untrained smelly pets… nasty. At least I didn’t have to worry about that. My sister is very good with animals… probably better than with house guests, heh.
Visiting relatives is either a blast or the exact opposite of it. I’m sorry to hear that it wasn’t fun.
Sorry to pick on this but “outmeal” rocks as a word. I should organise an outmeal myself to come out to everyone in my family over oatmeal. Okay, it sounded funnier in my head.
Colin Brooks | 05.10.2008 | 11:11 AM