Have you ever had one of those dreams where you were doing something important, maybe giving a speech, when all of a sudden you realized you were naked? No, me neither. I did go to a family picnic though.
Family picnics are like swap meets, everyone pulling someone else's dirty underwear out of their pocket to share with someone else. Did you hear about Aunt Merle? Well I heard from the hairdresser down at the beauty shop...the irony is my aunt is a hairdresser. Family picnics can be like being naked in the middle of the road when an ambulance comes screaming around the corner with it's lights and sirens going. Not that I would know anything about that, it's just that everyone knows everything about everyone.
Being naked for the world to see can be pretty scary. What if someone does not like what they see? What if they know the real me? The trauma starts after gym class in middle school. The guys that hit puberty at age 11 with full beards and...well you get the picture. Then there were those that snuck to get their hair wet, just in case the coach checked. Naked can be scary.
The newspaper today had an article where a large group of people were organizing an attempt at the world record for the number of simultaneous skinny dippers. On July 11, people all over will immerse themselves at large gatherings, completely naked. Oh look there is Aunt Merle, you know what they said about that growth at the family picnic...just hide your eyes.
I have always had a select few that get close enough to know me intimately. We all need someone we can bare our souls to when times get tough, to laugh with in times of joy...that won't point and laugh when we get naked.
For all those going for the record at 3 p.m. on July 11th...I'll be in my bath tub, just to show my support.
Actually I thoroughly enjoyed the picnic today, I'll remember the cookies for days, I am sure.