It's my daddy's birthday y'all!
Warning: The slideshow's a bit lengthy, so feel free to increase the speed or click above to view a gallery of the pictures!
Twenty-something living in Southern Louisiana - finally starting to feel at home somewhere I've lived my whole life. Rediscovering the Gulf Coast one {fried shrimp, stately plantation home, dirt road, familiar face, ice-cold beer, nonsensical road trip} at a time.
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We ended up with 25+ lbs of crawfish on our table... SPICY pleaaase!
We literally ate every last one! Jane's never lets us down.
Bruce Bruce getting pose-y with his Miller Lite
The aftermath... a few hours later.
Seriously y'all. Nothing can compare to an evening like last night. Just sitting around with family.
If I'm being modest and all (haha), I'd say the best part about us is our sense of humor - or at least the fact that we can bring each other to tears laughing.
We somehow got on the subject of the show Hoarders, and how a lady in New Orleans lost her teeth in the crazy-disheveled house of hers. At the end of the cleaning, they found the top half of her dentures, but never found the bottoms!
My dad was rolling laughing, not because that in itself made him laugh, but because it brought him to the best story of the night about how...
One day his dad was hunting in the woods near their house, and he sneezed. Next thing you knew, his teeth had flown out of his mouth... Everyone searched the woods around him for a good while, but no one ever found his teeth...
Spicy Crawfish. Cold Beer. Great Company. & Even Better Conversation.
My Wednesday night was EPIC.
How about yours?
Watching my dad take 7 minutes to figure out my iPhone camera, all in the sake of getting a photo of me & my brother, Michael.
So since I was smart enough to put all the photos on a flash drive, I threw together another slide show so we can all marvel at the life of the man I affectionately call Bruce Bruce.
Please forgive his lack of shirts and his affinity for "short-shorts"
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(circa 1992-ish - hence the jellies/lace sock combo)
Daddy
If you're wondering what brought these along, I'm still working on the slideshow for DSSSP. Tonight I scanned and edited about 60+ photos. You'd think I'd be on image overload, but I'm really enjoying going through all these old photos. I'm getting to see a side of my dad that I've never really known. I'm even seeing bits of Michael & myself in his features. I don't quite know how to describe it all, but it makes me feel a bit mushy and sentimental to see all the pieces of him come together in one place.