A Family Divided

...And no I'm talking about who bleeds maroon and who hooks 'em! At this year's Thanksgiving in Schulenburg, a great debate circulated through the booths at Paddy's restaurant. And what was this oh-so-interesting topic that seemed to have divided a normally united family? Let's take a look back...

Yep, there it is. The dress that Meme is insisting on wearing.
I, myself, have come to genuinely loathe this dress. It initially began as a slight resentment but, overtime, it has gotten so far under my skin that the mere idea of this dress makes my blood boil. I love my Meme dearly! And I know that she will not be around forever, unfortunately. So I was really hoping to get a very nice picture with her and Brian and I at our wedding. A picture that we can frame and keep forever. Instead, I will have a picture with Meme in this 40 year old dress that looks more like a costume than something she would normally wear. I blame my mother for bringing the damn dress to her house and having her try it on!
Anyway, let me step off my soapbox. So at Thanksgiving, the word got around that Meme is wearing this 40 year old dress and the bride to be is NOT happy about it! I think I have my fair share of supporters and maybe if enough people tell her not to wear it, she won't. But this is Meme, the matriarch of this large, loud, stubborn family. Most likely, she ain't budging!
TEAM MEME

ANTI-DRESS