Sunday was the Duncan family reunion and as long as my Aunt Alma is living, we will have it in Clay Center. My Aunt Alma will be turning 95 this May - she is the oldest at 94 and the youngest is Kyle who just turned 12 weeks. So the clan gathered at the elementary school cafeteria, yup the cafeteria....we are a big group and show no signs of getting smaller or quieter. Thank goodness. Every face was familiar, this year, except one....who was this young, thin, pretty, brunette that came with my cousin Larry??? I introduced myself and she replied that her name was Becky. She went to K-State where she met Larry and I also found out she was a sorority sister with Erin. I was fortunate to hire Erin as a communication specialist for my previous company who was also a K-State alum. Becky is Larry's girlfriend and they are getting ready this week to move to Denver. I am happy for them to be starting out on a new adventure with a little skiing to be thrown in before they actually look for jobs. Oh to be young and carefree again.....hold up wait a minute.......nope, I am okay being almost 49. I did tell them that we would holler at them in June or July when we head to Colorado for a week. Becky seems to fit in very well with us, she doesn't appear to be shy which is a VERY good thing. In our family, being shy is like a boxer with small gash above the eye....we will keep pounding on it until you come out of your shell or run away. That is our big happy family...it works for us, it weeds out the weak at heart and makes the gene pool stronger. Okay, I may be exaggerating a bit, but not much. We ate, we laughed, we told stories, and took pictures and I can't wait to see some of them again when I go back at the end of July for the Riley County 4-H Fair. Wait until I write that story.
Monday's stranger was our flight attendant on the flight from Manhattan to Dallas. As a reminder from my first blog yesterday, Vessi was the over-aggressive bathroom checkin' flight attendant on the flight to Manhattan; however, Nancy only checked the bathroom once during pre-flight. She was not very tall with very blonde hair and very jovial. As she pushed the drink cart toward our row, I decided that I would meet her. She told me that she had a daughter named Donna and I told her that was my name as well and her daughter must beautiful since all the ones I have met are. Nancy was going to visit her daughter and grandson on Tuesday in St. Louis and then proceeded to tell me that on the previous flight that she tried to bribe a 6 year-old girl who had the Simon chipmunk from the McDonald's Happy Meal. As Nancy continued, I found out Simon that is the hardest chipmunk to come by and that her grandson was collecting them. So at the end of the flight, as the little girl and her father de-planed, she pulled out $2 and a can of ginger ale and told the girl she would buy the chipmunk from her. I always wondered how flight attendants could afford nice jewelry - now I know. They case the plane while they dole out sodas and tiny peanut bags and find out who has the best stuff and then as you get ready to leave - they bribe you. Now mind you, this has never happened to me, but if it could happen to a little girl with a hard to come by chipmunk....I don't think there is a level to which a flight attendant wouldn't stoop. Think about it........okay....maybe it doesn't happen just like that, but it could. By way the little girl's dad made her give Nancy back the $2, but she got to keep the ginger ale in exchange for he chipmunk. I guess it was a good thing Nancy's grandson wasn't collecting Rolex watches - we might have never gotten off the plane.
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