That title makes no sense… but it will… soon enough.
These pictures from my cell phone are from last summer, when Mollie and I went to visit my mom. My brother Sid went with us to Muir woods, an awe-inspiring old-growth redwood grove just North of San Francisco, across the Golden Gate bridge…
There are Uncle Sid and Mollie. If you have never been to Muir woods, hie thee hence and do it…
You gotta love the redwoods…
Now how cute is that?
Now is where I try to explain the title of this post. Uncle Sid started this weird family tradition. We like to hold our arms up like we are flexing our muscles. We have thousands of family pictures taken in this unusual pose. Sid started making jokes about his muscles, like; ‘Call the vet, because these puppies are sick’ or; ‘Call the plumber, ’cause these pipes are about to burst’. Or he just called it the ‘gun show’. In retaliation, I started naming his muscles double names, like Siskel and Ebert, or Donny and Marie, or Bert and Ernie.
Somehow, over time, we added talking in a fake Italian accent to the making the muscles thing. So now, whenever the family gets together, we walk around talking like Italian immigrants on their way to a bodybuilding competition. Hey, don’t judge us. I bet your family does some strange stuff also.
And it does make for a lot of funny family pictures…
But they don’t all end up that way.
Pouring My Art Out 
Hahaha, I like that you have such a tradition and the pics are really funny. They must make for good memories 🙂
Memories yes, but we continue to carry on the tradition.
You should. It makes me sad because my family is lame and boring that way. We don’t even take a lot of pictures. I think this will come back and haunt me sooner or later.
I only look at the pictures of me. I am that self centered.
Lol, good for you 😀
Mollie really grew up in one short year. Lovely photos.
We do weird stuff too. We make scenes in the grocery store, pretending to be stereotypical characters in disagreement. We think we’re hilarious. My brother always ends it by saying, “That’s right folks she’ll be here all week, don’t forget to tip your waitress.” People look at us strangely and we laugh harder.
Try it in a bad foreign accent. It can only help.
In my family’s case, the accent would be real. Fugetaboudit!
Okay, that is just awesome, unless you sounded like Snooki…
Snooki? Ah. I, ah, I can’t think of anything nice to say, so…
It is just as well.
My arms are Princess and Her Majesty. Together they are the Royal Boyles. Don’t make them go Medieval on you.
I wouldn’t dare displease their majesty’s in such a fashion.
I read all these posts in one shot on main page, Now I’m going back through to comment and give you my “likes”.
I love the muscle names. I had never heard of the vet one. LOL
We are a creative and silly bunch.