BBQ Weekend: F*** you and you're MOMMA Edition.

Those of you who has known me for quite some time will know that much of the time, my life is nuts. Well this past weekend, for Memorial Day, things got real interesting.

My family had a BBQ cookout at my house. It was planned that it would take place on Sunday. So whoever I invited would show up on Sunday. It was also planned that my two aunts would come over, marinate some meat, and spend the night on Saturday. Somehow everything got screwed up.

My first aunt whom as two daughters came over saying we are having a BBQ today instead of Sunday. This is impossible. I told her my mom told me it was Sunday. Someone has been sippin from the LI Iced Tea already. :lol: Apparently she mentioned to my mom it was going to be Saturday, but she also told my mom she was marinating the meat. Marinating means its an overnight soaking of meat, so how she figured marinated meat would be ready the same day is beyond me.

So now the house is full with 5 extra people driving me crazy - my two aunts and 3 cousins. They go back and forth getting stuff from the store. Then my aunt says we're missing some stuff as though I have the means to drive and go to the store. I said work it out with whoever has a car.

My two cousins and one of my aunts spend the night which means my female cousin gotta bunk with me. Grr.

We get up in the morning to my mom breathing down our necks about help us with this and that. They start cooking on the grill around 10am. There's so many missing ingrediants that Mac and Cheese nor Collard Greens can be made which sucks. You don't go to a Black BBQ and don't have Mac and Cheese or Collard Greens, wth?

While the cooking going on, my mom is busying picking up people with the car, and I have to host. Hosting is tough people! I also had to keep my boyfriend company. Everyone's asking me where my mom is. I said I hope she didn't go to hell cause I was about to send her there packing light. She finally arrives with more family so I take my leave to my room. My best friend arrives so now I'm hosting him, my bf and my older cousins all in my room.

I'm being pulled left and right, getting people stuff, answering questions, being a freaking maid. Then the weather started to change, and it got cool. Suddently three people asked me to bring them a sweater :cry: This would have been the part of me saying "F*** you and you're momma's sweater!

I couldn't even enjoy playing my Xbox 360. My bf played Prototype for a mad long time, while my little cousins watched the blood and volence on-screen. At one point, the prototype main character got a new ability where he has a whip. My bf used the whip to butcher innocent bystanders in a free mode. I thought I saw him rip out a fetus from a pregnant lady. Oh wait, that was just guts and liver..:shock:

The day ended with everyone leaving and my bf staying. I had to kick out one of my cousins because he was playing my PSP and didn't get the clue to make like a little-boy-whose-bout-to-get-kicked-in-the-face and scram. I enjoyed my little time I had with my bf that night ;) and I passed out from tiredom.

In other news, I have a civil service exam tomorrow for Keyboard Specialist. Wish me luck!

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