I am just soo frustrated with my family, my extended family is not good to have if you are an emet/general germaphobic like myself.
Since my mom always cooks, every single year, for Thanksgiving, this year she decided not to have it. People whined and moaned, but nobody offered to cook either, so we went to a restaurant, I thought okay, this should be good anyway. Well, it wasn't really a restaurant, it is a bar/bowling alley.
Then we get there, and I was like, what's that line for? My mom said the buffet, I cringed, I hate buffets. Food sitting out when it shouldn't, people touching it that shouldn't, people coughing and sneezing, just general yuckiness. I hadn't eaten, so was hungry, I bucked up and got the buffet.
My turkey was a little pink in the middle, I just ate around the edges where it was white. I got two dinner rolls, I figured they were safe, and mashed potatos are pretty safe. I stayed away from everything else, included the deserts because they were set out where people were sitting. Yuck.
Then my cousin gets there. Both her kids are sick. One she lifts up IN my face for me to KISS. I back up and gave her a weird look, not sure if she got the hint. I should have said something, but it wouldn't have gone over well. Then, the older one (3 years old I think) was wiping his snot with his hand, and then stuck his hand in the chip bag, that EVERYBODY was eating from. Not me, but gross, nasty, bleh.
Then my aunt got terribly drunk. She had gastric bypass surgery a few years ago and is prone to upset stomach anyway, but she got so hammered that the bar cut her off. Towards the end we were sitting there with her and she shoved a chocolate covered cherry in her mouth after a shot of tequila. It made her retch and gag, she ran into the bathroom, I'm not sure what she did in there, I put my hood up, covered my ears and closed my eyes. This caused the rest of the family to get into detailed stories about their own vomit stories.
I was so relieved when we left. Edited by: ChippedAway