Crook Reunion - August 2007

Four posts in five days! I'm a beast! You have no idea how much I wanted to post yesterday to say I wasn't going to post anything. I was so close.

Yes, I'm a dork.

And to further prove my dorkiness - another scrapbook layout!

This one is for the family reunion that we had last month. Wait, aren't they all? No no, this one is for the actual reunion. I promise! Look, don't worry, okay. After this one, there is only one more reunion-related layout coming. Promise.

Reunion Layout

Page One

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Hamburgers, hot dogs, and deviled eggs, oh my! All that plus a bag of chips. . . okay, more like ten bags, and almost all of them were Doritos, thanks to Corrie.

Seriously though, there was some fantastic food at the third biennial Crook Family Reunion. Even if the grillers did almost smoke us out of the area with their cooking.

Yes, Dan has already pointed out how goofy this bit is. But I like it so it stays. I even slept on it for almost two weeks before deciding to leave it as is, punny and all.

Page Two

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After an afternoon filled with family, food and yes, even fun, the official family reunion concluded, only to have the unofficial continuation of the reunion occur a few hours later in the form of a night full of roasting marshmallows over an open fire, beer drinking and story telling.

Of course, after everyone was all marshmallow’ed out, there was a bit of playing in the fire. (Though thankfully nothing outside of the fire pit actually caught on fire).

And of course, all of the stories told were entirely true.

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The morning after the official reunion, some of the family managed to get in some quality sand volleyball before it was picture time.

The teams were Corrie, Gail, Cole and Austin against Steven, Kay and Micaela. Apparently Gail is quite the shark when it comes to beach volleyball. As Corrie said, “”Grandma’s kickin’’ your butt!””

Of course, after a 40-minute trip across state lines into North Carolina to the closest Wal-Mart to get the volleyball, it was good that it got some use!

Yeah, lot of text on that one. But really it was three different "events" so I did a text block for each one. I have trouble calling it "journaling" because that makes me feel like I should be writing, "Dear Diary, Today I met a really cute boy."

More to come. I'm sure you are thrilled! I promise - I will one again post something non-scrapbook-related. At some point.

Though I can't promise it won't be chicken-related.