I really like weekends.

This weekend my brother and his lovely wife came up to visit from Indianapolis.

I don't have a lot of energy left for anything but pictures. You can see our trip to the zoo and Bastone over here.

I took the Rebel to the zoo but once there I melted into a pool of sweat and was not able to take pictures, thankfully Logan took lots of them.

I think the moment from the weekend which sticks in my mind is the one where my brother told us the story of the cicada he ate on a kayaking trip, and as my sister and I gagged/vomited/tore our faces off with the horror, my sister in law said, "I married him. I could have married any of the other men I dated....any of them with a 'normal' family, but I married him."

Now, I can't speak to my brother's inexplicable desire to eat cicadas while on drunken kayak trips because that's just fucking freaky. I don't care that my family is full of a bunch of fucking lunatics, that's just plain freaky.

But the thing I can't figure out is if she said she didn't marry someone with a 'normal' family as if it was a bad thing. Because we're certainly not normal and thank fucking God because I have no idea what the hell I would write about if I were from a 'normal' family.

Today I decided to clean the house because our visitors from Indiana brought into glaring focus the ways in which I've let my house fall apart. Except! The Rebel beckoned me out of the house to take pictures of the kids and Logan while they washed the car.

This picture is my favorite so far with the Rebel.

This is my favorite picture of Logan's ass with the Rebel so far:

Here is my favorite cliched photo of a flower I've taken with the Rebel so far:

Also, I should let you all know I'm committed to traveling to California to DRINK MY FUCKING FACE OFF discuss in an entirely mature manner the pros and cons of discussing your life in such a personal way on the internet.

Comments

[Flippy]

Alright! Hot shower shots. Er, sophisticated analysis of how blogging connects women throughout the world.

[kristine]

HAHAHAHA! I am about *THIS* close to going too. I live about an hour away.

I just need to convince a bunch of my blogger-buddies to come with me and see if we can polish off this bottle of Captain Morgan and carton of Marlboros so I can get good blogger-blackmail pictures :)

Hope you have a drunken good time!

[Torrie]

Please get drunk and take lots of pictures at the conference.

On second thought, do you have a video camera?

[maia]

You go Gal. Looking forward to hearing your take on the event.

[Phil]

3 hours for turtles to mate may seem like a lot, until you remember that (a) they don't have to clean the sheets afterward and (b) [insert joke about the male always being "hard"]

[Phil]

p.s. Bastone looks great. Much better than the goddamned place I once ate on a day trip to Brussels -- tons of mussels steamed in some kind of "take-the-flavor-away" broth for too much money.

Belgians: stylish like the French, friendly like the Dutch, griddy like the waffles. (Wait: skip that last one.)

[jenB]

i am disappointed there are no wet t-shirt shots while washing the car. of logan silly. or you, you have a great rack.

[Lala]

Man, I am so jealous of both the Rebel and the conference trip....maybe the ass too.

[Ruth]

Nice ass.

[tracy]

The green tank top! Hooray!

[Y]

I love how you said that shot of logan's ass is the best "so far."

(I'm too lazy to go find out, so, if you feel like answering me, WHERE in california will that be held? Because I live here and I'm curious)

[southernfriedgirl]

I want to see lots of pictures - bad ones. Blackmail quality ones.

[Flippy]

It's in Northern CA, in Santa Clara, home of Great America...and not much else. But, it's close to San Francisco, which is a selling point.

[Nancy]

I happened to notice a couple Coldstone Creamery cups in hand as well, yum!

[Sarcastic Journalist]

he should totally wash the car with that ass.

[Jen]

I agree.

[Y]

Thanks Flippy. Of COURSE it's nothern california! They didn't want it to be anywhere close to me, because the internet knows how I get when I'm around drunk around other bloggers.

Damn it.

[trisha]

That is a nice ass photo.

[Theresa]

More pictures of Logan's ass please!

[clickmom]

I am thinking of doing an ass series on my website.

http://clickmom.typepad.com/weblog/2005/06/ethnic_pride.html

Except I'll do, err, I mean photograph, strangers, and not the husband. Sad, so sad.

PS Tip for you- boost the contrast just a tad after you down load those photos, your images will really pop.

[clickmom]

I am thinking of doing an ass series on my website.

http://clickmom.typepad.com/weblog/2005/06/ethnic_pride.html

Except I'll do, err, I mean photograph, strangers, and not the husband. Sad, so sad.

PS Tip for you- boost the contrast just a tad after you down load those photos, your images will really pop.

[Ken]

Hey Melissa, I'll see you there.

[Phil]

Unreal that Ken's going -- first class, even. I'm so frickin' jealous.

[Sam]

Oh I'm glad to hear that you're going! Awesome pics, I'm so jealous.

[Y]

HAAHA! Clickmom reminded me, I did a Photo essay of my husband's buttocks and MAN, was he happy about it.

That's probably why your butt shot comment made me so happy. haa.

I lUv TeH IntERNETs!!!1!

[Queen of Indiana]

Wow. You have a blood relative in Indianapolis? They look very familiar too, but I think that is because once you move to Indiana from Michigan, you start looking Hoosier and lose your -ganderness. I think Hoosiers are really aliens.

[Rob White]

Wow, do you have issues! Maybe we'll see you on the news soon. Although I hope you leave your poor family out of it when you do finally snap. :)