I don't know what it is with you people wanting to see pictures of me on this here blog -- I mean, really, most of you are related to me, and you already know what I look like (i.e., my sisters, duh) -- but here is a picture from Sunday that has me in it. You're welcome. Sheesh. It's the one where I look the best, even though everybody else is looking in a different direction at who knows what, and but since I'm the editor, I get to pick the pictures.
Usually I am behind the camera, and you can see why -- I make goofy faces. I much prefer being the director, so I can pictures like this one, of the dudes in attendance at our Mother's Day brunch (with the daughters/granddaughters).
And even with the fathers right there, you can see that basically every girl in the family looks like My Anonymous Mother. Even the adopted ones. It's weird. (Although I also see a bit of my father's mother in Makayla -- she has the same cheeks as so many of my cousins on that side of the family, and tell me, don't they look delicious?)
(Oh and by the way -- my sister, brother-in-law, and niece matched on purpose, but my husband, daughter, and I did not, I swear. Yes, I am a total Garanimal, but only her outfit was planned in advance. He and I just wore what was clean, like we always do. Total coincidence that we all ended up in the same shade of blue -- but at least you can tell who belongs to whom.)
(I just noticed that M.A.M. and my dad are also wearing the same colors: light pink tops and grey pants. Guess I know where the OCD matchy-matchness comes from, eh?)
(Also: how awesome is it that the men in my family totally rock pink? Most of them, anyway. I think my husband would look great in pink or salmon, especially in the summer when he has a tan, but he has a "uniform" and there is not a lot of color in his closet. Sometimes I can get him to wear yellow, but mostly he wears shades of blue and green.)
(No, I don't have much to say except my family is purdy, no? Lucky us. We might all be crazy and possibly inbred, but we're damned fine-looking. Except for me, but I guess if only one out of eleventy of us is unfortunate-looking, we're throwing off the curve for everybody else.)
(OK, I'm done now, except for this: our 2nd annual family beach vacation is going to KICK ASS this year, I can just tell.)