The rules of the game:
1. Go to the 4th folder where you keep your pictures on your computer.
2. Post the 4th picture in the folder.
3. Explain the photo.
4. Tag 4 fellow bloggers to join in the fun!
Well, first, I should re-name this 4x4xi-hate-that-pyramid-scheme-type-crap-of-tagging-a-bunch-of-people-to-do-stuff. But let's face it, that title is a little long, even for me. So I'm taking the first 3 rules and following them to a "T" … the last rule I'm breaking by not following it at all. Shocker. But if you read this and you'd like to do the same in your blog – dandy. Have at it. Consider yourself "tagged".
Here we go …
4th folder "2008-3-15" (now here is something interesting already … I recently took all of the pictures off of my computer. Since then, I've uploaded photos a few times so I assumed the picture and folder would be quite recent. However, when I was looking through old photos I noticed I was missing a bunch from March of 2008. So I emailed The Hub and asked him so send me any of the photos he had from that time. He did. And that's the 4th folder. Okay, maybe it wasn't that interesting.)
And the 4th picture issssssssssss…..
Oh I'm just so happy how this is working out. There is much much much to love about this photo. And how lucky we are that this photo of The Hub and his MeeMom is our 4x4 picture! I mean let's face it, it is very likely the picture would have been a shot of me doing the puss-face thing (my friend, Kristy calls this the butt-hole mouth). I seem to be making that a lot lately.
(Seriously, why am I doing that?)
An … y … Way …
Let me explain the 4x4 picture above. It was taken at Easter last year out on the back deck of The Hub's Aunt and Uncle's house. I always love spending time with his family. The Hub heritage is a delightful mixture of Latvian and Italian. Which basically means he get furious with you (Whatsamattawityou anyway? Huh?) but stuffs it way down deep inside (no no, that's okay, don't worry about him, no no, he can take it) It also means he can eat a lot (that comes from both sides). This past Easter was spent with his dad's side of the family … the Latvians. Oh, I love me some Latvians! They are good cooks, and wonderful story-tellers and since they are so repressed you never know if anyone is upset with you or not. Perfect! AND, even better, they are rich with tradition. And one old Latvian tradition is having egg-fights after the Easter meal (and buddy, if you think Italians can eat, you should see what the Lats do to a pig, a turkey and a banana cake). When The Egg Fights were first explained to me, I assumed it was a pretty straight forward game involving a lot of luck. Basically you pick an egg which has been previously hard-boiled and colored. Once you choose your "fighter" ( and there is a whole huge basket of them to choose from) you are paired up with another family member. Then you face off, grab your eggs and on the count of three, slam them into each other. Whoever's egg cracks, that's the loser. Seems simple but of course, it gets much more complicated … losers go into a loser's round, winners go forward into the winner's round, losers fight again with the backside (unbroken side of the egg), winners keep crashing their eggs into each other until there is an ultimate winner. A single solitary egg that is intact and lovely. MeeMom told us that when she was a kid, if she had a really good, strong egg, she used to go house to house and challenge other families to a fight. Ha! Man, that cracks me up! It's such a pure, fun, wholesome family tradition. Clean. Simple.
At least that's how it SHOULD be. What you don't know .. and what I certainly didn't know the first time I participated in this lovely event … is that The Hub's MeeMom likes to slip a few colored but RAW eggs into the basket. And there really isn't any way to tell if your egg is cooked or not. What this means is you get geared up for a fight, take your place, count to three and then WHAMMO you're covered in egg juice. All the while, MeeMom stands there and giggles. She's a stinker.
Some other pictures from the same folder … which I know is technically against the rules but ohhh wellllll…………
Man, I love this family.