Chuck’s sister, Gin, and her two kids came down Thursday and will leave tomorrow. I feel like such a scrooge sometimes because every time we do “family” stuff, it’s always Chuck’s family. No, this is not a guilt trip for my clan – my nearest relative is more than 1,000 miles away, so it’s not so easy to drop in as it is for Chuck’s brother who lives 3 miles down the road. But still. You know what I mean. Sigh.