I'm home safe.  I survived family reunion vacationing despite the post menstrual menopausing four headed sister monster.  I can't even begin to describe what a nightmare it can be.  I had four awesome sisters each phenomenal in their own unique and wonderful ways.  Now I have an angry mob of incoherent irrational human females.  Getting old... ugh.
Here's some highlights.  I caught a decent aliboot (halibut) Monday at sundown.  Me, my kid and her friend had 2 cheap rooms that night as the big house we rent annually wasn't ours til noon Tuesday.  I wanted to be first to the house to claim my favorite room and set up the garage for sleeping 8-10 kids.  I did that and by 1 started making fish tacos for me and the girls knowing several fellow vacationers were due to start arriving.  How nice I thought it would be to greet them with fresh caught fish tacos.  I had a peach microbrew on ice with a couple bottles of nice pink champagne in case we were in the mood for a kickoff toast.  It was beautiful, clear,  67 degrees, soft salty ocean breeze, the tranquil sounds of gulls and surf.  A young couple with two little ones arrived famished and thankful for tacos and beer and yogurt smoothies for the younguns made by my daughter and her friend.  A single nephew shows, scarfing tacos and telling jokes, ready for the waves and generously stocking the bar.  Then the lovely 26 year old twins, a joyful stereophonic song in their collective voice with hugs for all.  Everything was very cool and everyone was happy and relaxed.  Then the first change of lifer arrived:
"Jesus #### this place stinks like rotten fish!  Gawd.  I'm going to puke.  What are you cooking?"
"Fish tacos.  I caught it myself.  They're awesome, blue corn torts, organic slaw.  Want one?  Maybe a drink will help?  Adam and the twins (her daughters) are on the deck, go say hi."
"Gawd no!  I'm sooo fat. It's hot in here (hot flash fun).  I'm sweaty. THE smeElL is naUseaTinG (smelled heavenly afaic).  Can I open the windows to air this place out?  Did you take the room downstairs?"
"Uh Ok"
Her head splits open and the serpent hisses, "OKAYsssssshhhh WHATssssshhhh!!!???"
"um, ok no tacos for you, ok don't say hi, ok to open windows, and ok I took the downstairs room and sure ok your fat and the sweaty smell is nauseating?"
"You #######.  I'm very worried about Sandra.  She hasn't answered her phone since last night.  I'm taking a walk."
"Ok"   
 
Enter change of liver Sandra:
"I'm in really huge touble!  I lost MY phone.  Do you know what is on MY phone.  Gawd those smell good.  Make me one.  I'm dead.  My boss will kill me.  Oh god my phone my phone my phone.  I'm starving!  Delicious slaw, Chaos!"
"Ok"
instantly split open and hissing, "OKAYsssshhh WHATssssshhh!!??"
"Uh ok you lost your phone, ok your boss will kill you and ok have a taco with delicious slaw?"
"This isn't funny!  I am scared it's MY phone.  Do you know what that means.  MY phone!!??"
"Ok so calm down.  When did you use it last?"
"Last night talking to Patricia.  I was getting ready.  We agreed to get here by 3.  I put my phone on the charger on MY DESK and it was gone when I woke up.  From MY desk! I looked everywhere.  MY phone.  Do you know what is on MY phone?  MY God#### phone!!  Oh no this cannot be happening.  My trip is ruined.  He will kill me.  Oh gawwwwwd. I need go back and find MY phone!!"
"Ok well that uh funny sound by the door is me calling your phone in your suitcase.  Here have a taco.  Beer's cold."
"Wha!!??  It was in the trunk all nighhhh!!??? You #######."    
 
Tuesday remained a trainwreck for menopausing human females as the other half of the four headed beast rolled in.  That night at 11:30 when I was getting into bed, the beast slithered downstairs and invaded my private little deck and spa and proceeded to splash, laugh and howl at the moon til 2am.    
 
Late Wednesday morning over Kona coffee roasted by yours truly with cream cheese fresh raspberry danishes furnished by yours truly, It collectively decided I was owed an apology.   I said I would only accept an apology if they promised to chill, be nice and ya know practice a little indian relaxation chanting.  They said wha...!!?
"Yes, I accept your apology, but only if you try this.  I promise it will give you a new perspective and help you all relax."
"Wha..?  Chant whaaa..?"
"Just say this, softly together... Owah"
"Owah?"
"Yeah, there's three words, the first is owah", but you have to say it softly and together.  Then we can put them all together get a little beach and relaxation chant going.  Come on.  It's such a gorgeous morning. Owah..."
"You're so wierd."
"Do it damnit.  Owah..."
"Owah..."
"Good.  Now owah tahjer..."
"Owah tahjer..."
"Excellent.  Again."
"Owah tahjer..."
"Feels good, huh?  Now owah tahjer kiam..."
"Owah tahjer kiam."
"Again!"
"Owah tahjer kiam."
"Keep repeating that."
"Owah tahjer kiam.
Owah tahjer kiam.
Owah tahjer kiam.
Oh what ahjer kiam.
Oh what ahjer kiam.
Oh what ahjer kiam.
Oh what a jerk I am.
Oh what a jerk I am.
Oh what a jerk I am.
Oh what a jerk I am."