BBQ

This is the loch at the glen this time with sun!!
We went up for a family BBQ. I really really REALLY didn't want to go.
I am on new things for my migraines which make me sleepy ALL THE TIME.
I just didn't want to speak to people who weren't my man or my family.
I wasn't in the mood for social rules and regs.
My family are weirdos and a little mad on top of that. Paul puts up and survives it beautifuly. I love him for it really I do, cause they are my weirdos! Our conversations end up about sex, poo or other bodily functions. We sing (Oh yes we do), we laugh loudly usually when others are quiet, wish my brother being only 9 and having younger children in the family we are geared for the younge ones.
Then we move to my lovers family.
They are very grown up, they drink, they do not (at any time) talk about poo! They are very much geared for adult type activities.
I was bored!!
I was just being a child digging my heels in and not enjoying myself because I didn't want to but I was still bored!
I ended up playing with the only child there. He's 7 and if I was him I'd have been even more bored.
He ended up jumping on my back and I carried him around, tickled him, swung him around. Mostly with disapproving looks from the grown ups.
I want kids. I want kids right damn now! ( i might have to win the lottery first and of course not till after the wedding :P) I can't help but wonder what this group would be like if we started putting babies and kids in the mix.
Part of me wonders if we just wouldn't be invited anymore.
I feel like a spare part as it is. I don't drink, i'm not girly and I'm not interested in most of the chat that goes on.
I don't fit with his family. Some people would say thats ok, that it's just my man that I need to fit with. But I would like to fit with his family a little better.
This is my man and his brother on the loch and his grandad fishing!