The Annual Rass Fest

I have really started looking forward to the annual 4th of July trip to Pleasant Valley Days in beautiful Scofield. I use to fight it because I don't like the outdoors, but I have come to realize that no one cares if I spend the night. So I drove back and forth a few times for sleeping. Claire and I did very well at home alone. Anyway, the parade was better that most parades you go to. Individual families just put floats in - every year we say we will do it, but I think there might be some kind of Mafia mentality up there. I won't name any names, but they can be intimidating - the "BEST FAMILY ENTRY" trophy is a big deal I think.

We took the annual WHOLE family picture - so again, if you are not there it can be held against you later. Anyway - I have decided to do something totally drastic after seeing the picture this year. I know I just had a baby ( and yes, by the way, nine months ago is JUST) but I do not like having my picture taken. My weight is most prominent in my face (and my body) so there is no hiding it. Here is the announcement. I will not be leaving my house again. You thought I was going to say something else, didn't you? Well I wouldn't be that stupid. I am in a bad mood. Here are some freakin pics from my wonderful weekend of fried potatoes and cupcakes.