Because my boss doesn’t have any work for me to do right now, I am cranking out blog posts as a way to pass the tiz-ime. 

That being said, I’d like to present for you, the day of my Christening in all its glory.  I’d imagine that this is one of the most thrilling days in a baby’s life because you don’t know what a good party is yet.  Yes I was in good company, but I was also in a white satin jumper with lace trim and a diaper.  That’s not my idea of a good time.

Here’s my parents as young and holy as ever.

 

My Mom has a tradition of lopping all her hair off when in gestation.  When she was pregnant with Charles she said, “I do it because it’s the last goddamn thing I need to deal with, this hair.”  I can get behind that sentiment:

Here is the Barr family celebrating the fact that I wouldn’t automatically go to Purgatory should I die suddenly (thank god I didn’t and good looking out everybody):

Here’s the Gaffney family wishing my soul good luck:

Here’s everyone squinting in the sunlight and trying to keep it together for one…more…picture.  You might also recognize this picture from the time I posted it as an example of white people:

I don’t know how it came to be but here’s a photo of my Dad wearing a cowboy hat that hasn’t been seen before or since.  I also like the giant thumb over the lens of the camera.

I didn’t know how to talk yet but I understood that in order to garner one’s attention, you must raise a finger in the air.

Here’s my cousin Marianne, my Uncle Jimmy and my Aunt Pat.  Snap!  I didn’t realize that Snoopy was up in the hizzy.  That wallpaper always made me want to scratch and sniff it.  “Snozberries!”:

Here is my Uncle Brian’s girlfriend Melinda and my cousin Rosemary.

This is my Great-Grandmother Nanny (father’s grandmother), my Grandmother Nana (mother’s mother) and my Aunt Rose (my Grandfather’s sister).

Here’s Aunt Rose again with my Momma in the background.