This past Sunday, my family joined our good friends for their annual family picnic. I have been partaking in this ritual on and off for the last twenty years or so. Close friends are family with these guys; that's just the way they roll. They start cooking the day before and get to the park early to hold our spot. Needless to say the food is awesome and catching up with everyone is great. It's kinda strange watching the kids grow and change as I don't see some of them except on this yearly occasion.
The part we all look forward to are the games. Egg toss (my hubby and I were champs two years in a row!), tug-of-war, pie eating contest, passing-the-apple (is there a real name for this game?) and, of course the annual softball game.
While I am not a competitive person by nature, I must say victory is sweet. I really must want to gloat if I'm posting this very unflattering photo of myself after winning three rounds of the apple-passing game. People, this is what victory looks like!!!
My daughter rocks the hula hoop!
This one cracks me up... aftermath of the pie eating contest. She didn't win.
My daughter and I challenged hubby and son in the egg toss. We got out after a short while but they came in third.
I took this just a millisecond after the rope broke. Man, I wish I had my real camera to capture all of this. The delay on point and shoots is still annoying.
"A" about to hit it out of the park... in flip-flops!
