Memorial Weekend

I had such a fun time last weekend! On Saturday, I went hiking with S. in the afternoon, then went to the dance that evening. On Sunday I went to my parents' house for a graduation party/ Memorial Day cookout.


We started with 4 on 4 volleyball. My niece took the pictures. Nice action shots, Shellyo! Anthonie goes up for the spike!



We sometimes pretend that we are real volleyball players, you know: bump, set, spike. It never really works out that way though. I ended up with a lot of sand in my butt crack before the day was over.


We took a break from V-ball to play some corn hole. Why it's called "corn hole" is beyond me. We had horseshoes, but never got the stakes driven in the ground. I guess corn hole is a suitable substitute. Bean bags don't clang though.


Anthonie is the young fella my niece had the graduation party for. He's a good looking kid. Pretty damn strong too. He's helped me around the house before. I just realized that I maybe should have kept my t-shirt untucked.... My dunlop disease is showing.


Dad couldn't sit still for too long before he had to get out in the garden to plant something. This is a great picture, Morg! Behind that stand of trees is where the quonset hut used to be.


That is one awesome row of prickers there Dad! Good thing you used that twine to make straight rows. I guess you'll be hoeing any sweet corn, tomatoes, or beans that accidentally pop up nearby. Well, good luck at the fair this year, maybe you'll get a blue ribbon for Best Weed. At least they are bigger than your watermelons....


Morgan and I have to play frisbee every summer. It's so much fun! Yes, I caught it.


Anyone else notice Morg's legs? I think he shaves his ankles. Nice catch, bro!


Remember that sand from earlier....

Bohemian Dance Night

I went swing-dancing Saturday night at the same place I went the first time. This time, I wasn't nervous at all! I had a really good time. I only danced with S. once, because there were so many guys asking her to dance, and I didn't really want to spoil her fun since I don't know what I'm doing. I shot home after the first lesson to get some ear-plugs, because the band seemed too loud. Maybe because I was right next to the speakers. Anyway, when I got home, my neighbor, Patty, expressed an interest in going, so I waited for her to get ready and we went. She had a lot of fun dancing too. I ended up dancing with 4 or 5 women, for about 10 dances, which isn't bad for me. I still don't feel like I know what I'm doing, though. There's another class starting up at the end of June with the folks who sponsored Saturday's dance. I'm planning on checking that out too. Everyone keeps telling me that I have to go out on the floor and "just do it", but if I don't feel that I've got a rudimentary understanding of what to do, I won't have as much fun. I think I'll ask S. to work with me while I wait for the next classes to begin. I am determined to learn how to do this, even if it takes forever!