Saturday, November 19, 2011

where i belong

do you ever hang out with your family members and suddenly feel like you really belong? they say or do something and it just confirms that you belong to each other, peas in a pod, wackies in the quack shack. i get to see way more of my parents now than i have in years and it continues to amuse me how we just fit together.

when my dad suddenly takes a big, deep breath and then lets it out in a huge sigh and it's as if his spine just evaporated because suddenly his posture goes straight in the crapper and his chin is resting on his chest - that makes me love him even more because i have my own similar version of detoxing out the day and letting myself melt to the point where it's visible to bystanders.

when my mom is watching the video where the "double dream hands" guy is teaching some really hokey choreography and she suddenly starts trying to do the moves, i see myself in her. there she is, jumping around, spastically kicking her legs and waving her arms around while laughing herself silly, and i know that i belong because that's exactly how badly i'd do it too if i'd gotten the wild urge to participate.

we went to see a matinee a few days ago and because we all seem to suffer from SBS (shrinking bladder syndrome) we stopped in the bathroom before finding seats. we were the only ones in there and it was a big bathroom, so it was entertaining to make funny noises to test out the accoustics. we also noticed a long line of open stalls which looked interesting because you don't usually get to observe that many toilets in a row. of course i had to take a picture because you never know when a blog post might need a picture of toilets.

but that wasn't enough for us. nope. we needed to push it a little further, so we shucked our coats off onto a bench and my mom and brooke scampered into a couple stalls while i snapped pictures.


i'm only sorry there was no one else around to take the pic so i could have been standing on that toilet on the other side of my mom. because i think that's where i belong.

17 comments:

  1. I often have wanted to take a picture of something (no, not THAT something. It's a camera, not a microscope) in the Mens Room, but have to do it real quick (take a picture-not anything else. I take my time with that).
    I don't want someone to catch me with a camera in there. I'd have some 'splainin' to do.

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  2. Yeah, looniness runs in my family, too! It's all good!

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  3. Your mom is super cool! And yes, having you on the other side would have quite possibly made this the best generational pic ever!

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  4. That is great you are so close with your family.
    I always feel the opposite when I am with mine.

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  5. I have a sudden want to sing "We are family" right now.

    Love this...

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  6. Oh My God!

    How childish is that?

    I love it!

    Keep it up ol' girl!

    P.S. I haven't seen my family in years, and when we last got together it was sad because we seemed to me I was in a room full of strangers.

    I don't have my place to 'belong', but I do belong to the place where I am, if you get my drift!

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  7. I know the feeling. This is how I am with my sisters. I is great when you can be so comfortable to do silly goofy things and no one is going to say stop, they are doing it with you. That is happiness.

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  8. I thought of something. Both of my boys, when they go into a public bathroom sing, they like the accustics. I am not talking about a quiet under the breath. No the loud, so the men coming out give you weird looks and someone once said you have quite a cruner in there. I actually love that they do that.

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  9. It's definitely a great feeling to know you belong, I thankfully know it all too well! Excellent post as always, it's made me appreciate family a lot to be honest with you!

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  10. What a nice post. It's true that the most comforting people of all can be our own family members. Isn't it nice to finally be "home"?

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  11. What an absolutely fun family! You're so lucky!

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  12. In a slight change from my previous comment...today I took a picture inside a Porta-Potty (no worries about someone walking in on me there). Now, before everyone thinks it was a dirty picture (the porta-potty WAS kinda filthy, though), it was just a picture of the label on the wall. You can see it on my Facebook profile.

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  13. Adorable photos! Only, what about the poor people who have to put their bare asses where your shoes were?

    My mom does this thing where she yawns a huge yawn and tried to talk through it. Yeah. I do it too.

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  14. people put their bare butts on public toilet seats? if they do, then they'll surely be sitting on worse than where our shoes have been. that's why seat covers & toilet paper exist for those who haven't mastered the squat.

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  15. :) hehe,hehehehe,hehehe...teeheeeeeeeeee oh too cute! :) <3 it!

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  16. Master the squat....your comments are just as funny as your posts!

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  17. If we lived close I am sure we would be good friends.....oh dear you have no idea the shenanigans I can get myself into....

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