oh, wait, there's more...

this just made me feel weird, and not in that good warm fuzzy way...

my sister-in-law is a photographer and was working on an art project a while ago and asked if i would be her model for sensuality. i heartily agreed, i mean, how often does someone say to you "i want to take pictures of you and i want it to epitomise desire and sexual energy".

so, she takes nude pictures of me. not porn type or anything. very calm. not very sexual at all. just an energy thing. i'm lying on my side on a bed gazing out a window, there are lots of fowers around. it's a gorgeous picture actually.

anyway, it's on display in her studio right now, which is fine. but i had lunch with my dad today and he said "i went to the show at the studio on the weekend." he made some crack about not seeing me like that in decades. then he said it was a very beautiful photograph and he was impressed, he figured it must have taken a lot of guts.

i have to say, it never occured to me when she did it that my dad would see it. i don't know why it didn't occur to me. but it didn't. and now, well, ewwwwwwww! i don't know why, but yeah, ewwwwwww.