Wednesday, October 29, 2008

WOW!! ... Just.... WOW!!!

Where do I start with this post? I guess I should start waaaaay back at the beginning. For those who don't know.... My mom got married right out of high school and had me. Mom and the man I now refer to as my sperm donor were divorced by the time I was 2 and he was quickly out of my life. Lucky for me, my mom married an amazing man who wasn't afraid to take on the responsibility of a 5 year old little girl. This is, always has been, and always will be... my dad.

Sometime when I was in junior high, my sperm donor's father passed away. I felt that because the man was technically my grandfather, I should go pay my respects. During what turned out to be a rather crazy few days, I met my sperm donor and his 2 other children from 2 other marriages. That's right... I have a half brother and a half sister. My brother (Let's call him Big B) is about 6 years older than me and my sister (She'll be Supermom... to be explained later) is about a year and half young than me. (whoa! does that mean I get to have middle child syndrome? just thought of that!) Anyway... we foolishly did not stay in contact with one another at the time. (we were all kids with no idea how important family is)

Over the past... oh about 15 years I guess it's been, I've often thought of Big B and Supermom and wondered what happened to them, where they were all that good stuff. I've tried to search for them online before but have had little luck. Supermom's last name was changed after Sperm Donor left her mom, so I REALLY had nothing to go on with her. Big B kept the last name (thank goodness!) Well, the other day I decided I should try to look them up again. It occurred to me that I hadn't tried facebook or myspace. Well, after a few hours of searching, texting mom to see what she could remember, and putting pieces of the puzzle together... I found Big B on Myspace (at least I was pretty sure it was him... his profile was set to private).

I sent him a message on Myspace and then patiently (i was going nuts! he doesn't log on very often so it took him a WEEK to respond) waited for a response. He (FINALLY) wrote me back with his phone number. We ended up talking one night for about an hour at which point he said said he was actually going to be coming to town the next weekend. WOW!

So... fast forward through a week of us texting and talking on the phone... Saturday afternoon he made it my house! We had lunch, I showed him the house and around town. We basically spent the whole day together just catching up on ... our lives. That night he was supposed to go up to "The Big City" where he grew up to go out with a bunch of his friends and he invited the boyfriend and me to come along.

I should probably point out at this point that "The Big City" has a population of 1,848. yeah! This is where the adventure begins. We arrive at bar number one and are introduced to Big B's cousin, his cousin's girlfriend - Soto, and Soto's friend SpiderMonkey (I'm soooo not telling that part of the story... trust me). We're all hanging out talking and all the sudden... I see this guy walk in with a baby in his arms. Weird. It gets better... The baby is Soto's 5 WEEK OLD niece! There was a 5 week old baby.... in a BAR!!!! WHAT?!?!?!

We eventually move on to Bar #2 (where SpiderMonkey works). We're having a great time and all is good until everyone decides to head across the street to Bar#3. I had just ordered a drink (a strong one) and didn't want to chug it down. Soto looks at me and says "Just get a to-go cup." I'm sorry what?!?! I'm in a bar. Bar's don't have to-go cups. OOOOHHH BUT THEY DO! Welcome to "The Big City." Soto pours my drink into a to-go cup, we all leave our tabs open and head across the street to bar #3. Within seconds of walking in, I turn around to find SpiderMonkey holding a kitten.... in a bar!

Let's re-cap.... 5 week baby... in bar, to-go cups... from a bar, and a kitten... IN A BAR!!! Seriously, they should require a passport for this place! Oh... to top the whole night off... we went to waffle house at 3 am. AWESOME!

So, Sunday, after recovering from the mind warp of the night before, Big B and I head to A-town to visit a reletive we haven't seen in years, in hopes of getting info about Supermom. It worked. We soon had Supermom's mom's phone number. That night we had planned for my family (Mom, Dad, Shorty, and Pop Tart) to come over for dinner so they could meet Big B.

We get back to my place and Big B calls the number we got and within a couple minutes is talking to Supermom. AWESOME! He eventually put me on the phone and I dropped the bomb that the two of us were only about 45 minutes away if she wanted to join us for dinner. After a little bit of freaking out (by all of us) Supermom was on her way. So... here we are...





Seriously.... WOW! What a weekend. That's crazy right? AWESOME!