Family and Fatback

My parents (it's not cool to call them "the 'rents" anymore is it?) are in town from South Carolina and we all decided at the last minute to go out for dinner. EVERYTHING my family does is decided at the last minute. Is there any other way? So unfortunately I didn't have my camera with me but I was really wishing that I did because whenever we all get together (parents, sisters, kids, etc.), things get loud, crazy, and...Did I mention loud? Not loud in a yelling kind of way, but loud in a 'we all have a naturally built-in microphone' kind of way. We're not the kind of family to sit down to a quiet meal. In fact, we're just the opposite. Someone's always trying to tell a joke, sing a song, crack on one another, and we are all doing this at the same time, which tends to bring the decibel level up a notch or three.
We ate dinner and sat around and 'chewed the fat' for a while......literally. The place in which we dined served 'fatback' as part of their menu. Some of you, especially if you've never lived in the South, have no idea what that is (and it's probably best for your health if you kept it that way). Some people call it white bacon. Basically, it's the fatty part of bacon, fried. Don't judge a girl by her fatback. No need for me to be pretentious here, I've told you I was from the dirty South.
Well, you know Sal Gal was taking plenty of pics, but it was with her cell phone because she too had forgotten her camera, which she never does! She's pretty much known for being the town's personal paparazzi.
And of course, I requested that she email me a few of the pics, and again, what do you think happened?! Yep. I'm STILL waiting on that email. So you'll just have to imagine all of us sitting, eating, laughing, reprimanding youngin's, and eating some more. We had a great time.

I love it when we're all together for short periods of time.

...even if it does end with me having a slight eye twitch.