First...the Silly Stuff

Tuesday evening, I went with Mom and Dad to see the Marion Easter Pageant. (Time out for those new to the blog...The Easter Pageant is a community passion play, and I was in it for the first 20-some years of my life. They eventually had to shut it down because the building it was held in was condemned...but last year they brought it back in a slightly altered form. They show a video of it, accompanied by live choir/orchestra music, and they add a few of the original live actors. Okay. Time out over.)

After the Pageant, they wanted to get a picture of everyone present who had ever been involved in it at some point in time. We were directed to the northeast corner of the building.

Like I know where northeast is. Left and right, people. Give me left and right.

Mom and Dad had invited their friend Sandi to join us for the evening, so I asked her if she'd be willing to take some pictures of the group for me. I told her she could take as many as she wanted, because as all of you know, the Bekahrazzi knows no bounds on pictures. And she did not disappoint me. She tried all different angles and zooms and did a great job.

And I cracked UP looking at the Freelan facial expressions in these pictures. (You might have to click on them to see better.)

1. Yap yap yap. (Mom is wearing a bright red shirt and is in the center...a little to the right. Dad is on one side of her in blue and I'm on the other side in brown. Here's another way you can tell us apart: I have hair.) So clearly in shot #1...not even paying a lick of attention.
2. Riveted to the northeast. (Another word for "to the right.") I don't know what we were staring at, but it had all three of us captured!3. Ummmm where'd she go? That was what I was asking Mom in this picture. I'd looked across the way to see how Sandi was faring with the camera. Couldn't find her. Given that she was also babysitting our purses, this was a bit disconcerting. (Found her. She hadn't lost the Mary Poppins Bag. Later she told me that mine on one shoulder weighed the same as hers and Mom's together on her other shoulder.)

4. Bekah resorts to checking Facebook. Because that's just the kind of A.D.D. that kicks in after waiting 30 minutes to have your picture taken (while SORELY needing a bathroom break, I might add.) (Don't tell Mom I put that on the blog.)

5. The Fed Up Freelans. That's what I've named this picture. Don't we just look ready to bring the masses to Jesus? Good night nurse! And not just us...there's exactly ONE happy person in this picture!!!

6. Smile now? That's what I'm saying through my gritted teeth...and Mom is responding...I don't know. The answer, ladies, is YES. The picture is being taken NOW. Please smile!

The official group shot...

And just to prove that I'm STILL the reigning height champion in my family:

Disclaimer...person to the southeast may be aided in height by ridiculously tall clogs. Perhaps.