Party Recap

Now I know why they call it Labor Day. I'm exhausted! I know I'm really tired when I can sleep through the night without waking up once, which is what I have done for the last 2 nights. It was worth it though. I think the party was a success. The weather was perfect and the food was great! We had a scavenger hunt for leaves and plants. More people participated in that than I thought would, so that was great. I wanted to get people to get out and explore the property because it is so pretty. I think Joe really got into it too. He's the resident plant and tree expert. I moved the site of the picnic set up to an area where the old house used to be. It was a lot better because there was natural shade and it was much more comfortable than sitting under tents around the house. The guys did some clay pigeon shooting. I saw Sarah try, but I didn't see any other girls try. The boys were showing off, however, no one shot a dragonfly out of the air like Kyle did last year. I may have people bring their own shells next year, its a pretty popular event and ammo is expensive. Anyone planning on shooting more than 10 rounds has to bring their own shells. I think that's fair. I know that most of the guys did bring their own, but without naming names, some people didn't bring any. Moving on to the Kayak Race. Well........Bryan and I won again. Yah us! We have to pat ourselves on the back because everyone else hates us. Bryan paddled in for the win and there was dead silence. No one clapped, and I'm not sure but I think someone groaned. Talk about a bitter sweet victory. I know what Michael Phelps felt like when one of his former competitors said there was no way he would win 8 gold metals. When he did, that guy didn't even smile. Don't be a winner hater! Bryan and I can't help that we are superior athletes. It's not like there weren't other teams that had strong competitors. What about Bob and Chrissy. They are young and athletic. They just weren't up to the challenge. Sarah and Tyler were another strong pair. They tanked too. Actually Sarah should have been disqualified because she didn't wear a life jacket after Joe actually handed her one. (Don't deny it.) So in an effort to appease all of the winner haters, next year we will draw names for teams. No one gets to choose who they will be with. When I win next year, there better be clapping. After all it will be my Birthday. By the way, one of the reasons Bryan and I raced together was because I knew that otherwise we would be arguing and fighting about the rules and who did what to who. If he was on my team I knew we wouldn't argue. I was trying to spare everyone the misery of listening to that. So next year when it starts, don't say I didn't warn you. Bryan and I may be just a tad competitive.
As usual I didn't take enough pictures. All of the grand kids were there and I didn't get a picture of them together. We have yet to get a picture with all of them. Maybe next year. Bryan, Brad, Jim, Julian and I spent the night at the farm. Bryan,Brad and Jim were supposed to camp. Brad was the only "big boy." He actually camped. Jim and Bryan came in the house around 3am and slept. Sarah didn't really want Julian to camp out, especially being around the routy guys. I wasn't sure how we were going to convince him that it would be more fun to sleep inside with Nanu. All it took was the coyotes howling once and he was ready to go inside. I fixed breakfast over the campfire the next morning, and after the guys helped me put stuff away they went home and I stayed till around 5pm and finished cleaning. I'm already planning for next year. Anyone know a good banjo player?