bzarcher | (no subject)

Got asked/told that my family wanted to do a "birthdays" dinner for my granda, mom, and dad (all within about 2 weeks of each other), and kindasortastretched to include myself (2/20) and Crystal (2/5).

We drove up to Mohican lodge again, and my impressions really come down to "Wow, the lake is really pretty frozen over", "The appetizers and soup were really good", and "Y'know, when I order a steak medium rare, I really shouldn't be able to cut into the medium-well part." Aside from the (admittedly quite beautiful, and at times breathtaking) scenery, it's really -not- worth driving an hour and a half each way.

Seeing people went reasonably well, and I was impressed at how awkward conversations were mostly avoided until my Mom decided to start leaning on me again about singing (how many times do I have to tell you that I have -no. enjoyment. from singing. anymore. before you get the fact that I don't want to join your choir, make a CD for you, join the CSO choir, or compete anymore?) and for some reason, she's decided to start a grassroots movement to abolish the Electoral College (nevermind that I think there already is one?) and said she wants me to do something very important for it before I managed to derail her and go to the restroom until the table conversation had moved to safer ground.

My mom's increasingly starting to act in a way we call "Fucking Crazy". I'm wondering if maybe I need to run silent and deep for awhile in regards to my family and just claim that work is eating up all of my time for the next few months.