Monday, September 20, 2010

vacation post #6: a whole lotta tending bar.

wow, that wedding really threw everything off. it stopped work on everything, and left us all in the lurch! i bet you've been pulling your hair out wondering how our vacation ended! well, have no fear- i was going to abandon the last two posts and move on, but when i looked them over i saw some pretty cute pics and decided that, late as they are, i still wanted you guys to see them. so in 'moving-right-along' fashion, we're going to finish up the vacation today with two posts, and get back to the random, whenever-i-have-time posting schedule you all know and love! just keep in mind that chronologically these are pre-wedding, especially important for this post.



bebe's working her way through college the way many young women do these days. and while she does prefer to spend much of her time nude, it's not stripping:


"got all my supplies."



"how 'bout that- these cups are actually clean."


hey beebs, are you open for business? i think uncle ben could use a little something.

"what can i get ya' uncle ben?"



i think he needs a little liquid courage- he's getting married pretty soon.



"married, huh?"



"not much we can do for that."



"lessee..."



"i'm gonna' try my hardest to whip something up for you. how do you feel about dog hair as a garnish?"



"oh, there's some bird poop here too. great! and while it's creamy yet crunchy, and rich in poop, it won't help you with that wedding issue. you may have to get out of it the old fashioned way and make a run for it."



bebe! he's getting married to aunt marge! they're in love!

"love, you say?"



"this is going to be harder than i thought."



"i mean, rabies we can cure. but love?"



"y'know, uncle ben, sometimes when i don't feel good and i think i'm sick, it actually turns out to be gas."



"do you have gas?"



you may have misunderstood. they're not trying to get out of getting married. they're excited to do it!

"chaining yourself to one person, till DEATH DO YOU PART, all that sickness and health stuff... yeah, i must have misunderstood."



"i may be only two, but that also means i wasn't born yesterday. it was a lot of yesterdays ago, in fact. but suit yourself. it's your funeral. um, i mean, wedding."



beebs, why are you so against aunt marge and uncle ben getting married?

"well, it's not so much the wedding i'm against... it's just..."

what is it? is it all the unfamiliar people that will be here? you're pretty social once you get warmed up. aunt marge and uncle ben getting married is going to be great! we all love uncle ben already, and this will just be making him an official part of our family! what's not to be excited about?



"see, you say that, but this is how it all starts."

what starts?



"oh, c'mon! like you don't know..."

i'm kind of lost.



"it's the kids. next thing you know they'll be having kids. sure, i'll always be the first grandchild, but soon i won't be the only one! not if these rotten meddlers have their way!"

um, have you forgotten about little baby? regardless of when aunt marge and uncle ben decide to have kids, you're going to be a big sister AND one of two grandkids. really soon. but there's nothing to be afraid of!


let's take a look at this dangling pig farm you call a foot, right here. you're the first pig, so you'll always be the big one at the start! but you can't have a functional foot with only the big toe! you need your brothers and sisters and cousins, all the rest of your family, if you're ever going to get anywhere.



"i guess."



"i'm still not crazy about the idea. i like being the only one!"

well, you do for now. but when you get a little bit older, you're going to want some younger family members to boss around and make fun of! trust me.



"i hear what you're saying. but i'm still not convinced. this is going to take some time to get used to."

we'll give you until december.




after she recovered from her 'center of the universe' depressive state, bebe and uncle ben found something in the water. they took it out and put it on the grass, where it would be safe from the pool chemicals:


cool!



and then right on schedule, epic sunset:



wow.



at some point in the early evening, mommy thought it would be okay to let bebe sticker herself. under normal circumstances, this would not have been a big deal:


"i got a bad feeling about this."
yes, yes you do.


for instance, see the way the sticker is really clinging to that little bit of tender pink skin right there?






long into the night, bebe's howls of pain could be heard in the hills and beyond. she stood still in her room while we tore them from her skin and the tears just rolled down her cheeks. it was the most terrible thing ever. they were all over her body, on her face... not even the tears would loosen their grip. sorry, beebs. next time we'll just give you some scissors to run with.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

we interrupt this blog...

...to bring a few selected pics from the wedding of the year- AUNT MARGE AND UNCLE BEN!!!!


holy crap there are not words big or happy enough to describe what an amazing wedding this was! vows were made, toasts were toasted, bottoms were shook to the loud sounds of music! walks were walked, talks were talked, friends were made, hugs abounded and lips were wet with spit. from kissing! it was one of the best times ever! let's take a quick look at the festivities, shall we?



omg. here they come!



bebe called this the museum with the big "M." the rest of us called it Mass MOCA and it was the choice venue for our beloved's bash.




oh jeeze. i bet the ground they're walking on feels like killing itself in a fit of self-loathing at how ugly and undesirable it is beneath the feet of two such gorgeous people. that's what i bet. i do.



as aunt marge says, "nobody effs with me and my brother-in-law!"


good lord, now i know how the ground felt. it's one thing to be naturally beautiful and carry that around with you, but then you get filled up to the tippity-top of your being with the light of love or some such substance, and you freaking glow! i love this lady! lookit her!



this is aunt marge with her great new family. l to r: bro-in-law zack, mo-in-law alice, fo-in-law joe, beau-in-law (for real, y'all. that shit's legal. the document has been soaked in alcohol and filed at the county clerk's office), and bro-in-law, and master officiator eli!



look at how happy we are! i'd be happier, i think, if i didn't have to stretch my arms out so far to take these kinds of self portraits, but i'm still freaking ecstatic!




mommy shows some love from little baby.




the ladies: mommy, marge, and mems.


the kids and the parents.



this looks like some "dude" charlie's angels thing, but it's really the boys demonstrating how all together they've got teed's back. and his front. and his side. i don't see what the big deal is since i've got his wallet and his car keys, but whatevs. you guys go 'head with all that.



the crowd settles in for the ceremony...



and then departs for the reception! whoosh!



mmm... dinner.



like a pair of handcuffs! only golden!



wedded bliss.





dance party!




the next day there was a brunch for the out of towners. uncle ben's contingent were primarily from the west coast and the new york area, so there was a large crowd.



bebe never made it to the wedding since it started at about her bed time and we're bad enough parents as it is. we figured she could at least get a good night's sleep. she had a great time at the brunch, though!



here she is reading a book with me and her new best buddy, sarah!




eventually the crowd started to get to her and we had to retreat to a room upstairs.



aunt marge, mommy, and kung-fu julie. i call her that because i met her once before and she went by julie, but since then she's started to go by julia. so it's like julie- heeeYAAA! julie-a. see what i did there? listen, dumb ideas have to come from somewhere, and you're welcome for that little tour of "dumb ideas land."


there was an after party at the hotel across the street from Mass MOCA where many of us stayed, and this was found on the door of the room we partied in. we were very, very, welcome!


and in closing:

i'm a bit of a fan of irony. bitches.


words fail to describe the impact of this weekend long celebration. it's often hard enough to find a car full of people you like, never mind a museum full. there was nothing but love from one person to the next and i feel like i made some great friends that i can continue to get to know in the years to come. Thanks Aunt Marge and Uncle Ben! we love you guys!