My mother was told, by my eldest cousin, during her birthday dinner to bend down and blow [the candles]. Of course, nobody else in my family got the innuendo, but my brother and I almost peed ourselves laughing. Only in my family can sexual innuendos fly over everybody's head without ever getting noticed. I'm bending over in the photo below not because I'm about to blow anything but it's a pathetic attempt to take photos on my Photo Booth. You get the drift right? Bright yellow v-neck tee, red belt and striped skirt. Yes, I have an unhealthy obsession with stripes.