Crow Nation

Crow-licious, crow-dom, crow-ination, crow-able, crow-cronie, crow-crones, crow-buds, crow-fam,
Crow-crowns and for sure Crow And Go!

My family...the women are Crows,
The men are Explorers.
The children are jealous!!!

Sounds silly or trite, garrish or bright,
It is the us of our clan;
it is so much an "US" that it has officially (academically)  been called our:
Family Culture!!!!

Great Aunties started it, unbeknownst to them, they went and did what old crones do;  sat on a couch all in a row, arms folded over boney chests staring at the "youngins'" goins'-on and sniped, snipped, discected, sliced and diced the next generation.  A photo, graying and bent, shows the 'Aunties' on a couch, could have been a wire...sitting like crows and clacking about, "Those kids!!!"

The next generation of "Grama Crows" were caught unawares in a video.  Set up on a shelf in the room, aimed at their smoke-filled corner where they went on for as many hours as the videographer could stand, snipping and sniping, slicing and dicing, criticizing with audible clacks and tsks, the next generation of crowlets to come along!

A Bachelor Party turned "Explorer Expedition" began the boy end of the Culture.  Now young men are initiated into the Clan with an all male Hurrah! Hubba-Hubba-Falling-Down-Drunk-Horseshoe Playing-Fallderall in any remote location available.

The ladies (and I use that term loosely) weren't invited...EVER!  So we looked to our Ancestors for guidance and realized that we are all descended from the Great Crow Women...so we did what Women do. We organized.  Not just a few fancy get-togethers, but a multi-layered, picture laden, fun filled series of extravagant parties (Women-Crow-ONLY!), the last of which was last Friday night.

We have had Spa days, Luncheons in FANCY RESTAURANTS, Black-tie occasions (a mixer for Crows and Explorers, very fancy).  We've exchanged aprons and gossip, talked about every subject in the world.  We've solved the universe's  problems several times over.  Advised each other and the nation's leaders...to no avail! What we mostly do is get together as a family of women and love each other to bits.

This is no ordinary set of Crows, we collectively have, and/or are working on, more degrees than the law allows.  We have a couple of randy retirees, hard working singles and marrieds with amazingly creative jobs, Swirling Dirvish working moms, Drinkers-both wet and dry, Criers-both wet and dry,  newlyweds, but NO NEARLY DEADS!!! 


On Friday night, we met to exchange stories, share make-up and anti-aging tips, and to "Jump-In" our newest newlywed who is moving up from Probie to Provisional...hoping to just live long enough to be a "Senior Crow".  Sangria was the only blood shed and other than sitting her in an uncomfortable, plastic chair and grilling her for hours about her life, there wasn't much hazing!  What there was, was loving advice, uproarious laughter and good hearted teasing!  Who could ask for a better Friday night!

During the make-up and make-over/keep your love life steamin' part of the confluence, one of our "Senior Crows" even described the proper way to get your hubbie into the garage to perform...

...a full body spray tan, complete with the proper technique for holding the "girls" aloft for a ...complete and thorough tanning!!! Wink, Wink!!!

This is way more than clicking and clacking, snipping and snacking on our own young.  This is a wonderful group of women being women, practicing the art, and passing along what secrets we have gleaned along the way.  We even skyped in our Australian sister probie!

What strikes me about our Crow Clan is how clever, loving and creative we are.  I'm sure there is an Anthropological Epicenter in our vortex...just waiting for some cultur-ographer brave enough to wade in to write about it!  We are extraordinary each as one, but as a group, we are DYNAMIC!

Oh yeah, and did I mention the shoe-fetish!!!

I can't wait for our next adventure.  Dani you're up...Vintage Finds at the Beach..Whooppee!!!

Senior Crow - Out!