Reunion

So, it’s been wet, rainy, and overcast for oh, about the last twenty years.  (Feels like.)  And this morning I woke up to a GORGEOUS, BEAUTIFUL, HAPPY, BRIGHT blue sky with sunshine streaming everywhere.  Ahhhh. 

And then, clouds moved in and covered all the blue.  Ruff.  So, for today, I thought I would hark back to a happier, sunnier, warmer time.  Here are some pictures from the reunion that I never posted because 1) I was moving to I didn’t know where and that consumed much of my time, 2) my sister already posted all about it, and 3) there were so many pictures that I was overwhelmed. 

But anyhow, now we can have a delightful little reminisce about the 2009 Rasmussen Family Reunion.  All out of order, but that’s okay.

There was the annual karaoke contest (karaoke used loosely, meaning lip-synch, sing-along, or whatever).  Derek and Brooke’s family won.  Again.  Ruff.  ;)  I have to say, their Mormon rap song was pretty sweet.  Bear Lake.  Ethne had a fun time.Races, tackle football games, eating sandy chips and sandwiches.  Good times.  

Wyatt posed.w Brett and I did a trick.

Then Hazel and Uncle Ethan did a trick too.

  This was from the Carnival Day, which was way WAY awesome.  Grandpa with Ornery Ethne. Brett was assigned to do the Mad Scientist booth. Ethan’s job was the Dip of Death.  Later, in the afternoon when the sun had shone on the water and warmed it up, kids took turns getting dumped.  And listen to this—my brother Wyatt convinced me to get in and sit there –with all my clothes on—and let him have JUST ONE throw.  So, I did.  And after his ONE throw, he ran up and hit the thingee with his hand.  I scraped up my arms grabbing on to keep myself up (I deserved it for being so gullible).  My bottom half was soaked, but at least not my whole self.  It kept me comfortably cool for the rest of the day till I dried out.  :) Wyatt and Megan were in charge of Pony Rides.

Uncle Tim had scoured D.I. and the Dollar Store (I think) for weeks and had incredibly cool prizes at his Balloon-Dart game. Kami and Lindsay Ann were the AWESOME face-painters.  They were awesome.   Frozen Snowcones served by Strong Man Jack himself.  (A reunion with Grandpa ALWAYS includes snowcones.)

And there were hotdogs, as any good carnival should have.

  Brett’s face painting job was a little trick—see if you can tell which eye is the real one and which is the fake.  (Because of this exciting incident two days before.)

There was some slip-and-slidin’.

I am so lucky to have such a gorgeous mom.

  Me and Lindsay Ann looking gorgeous.  (I was borrowing Ethan’s hat.) And our daughters.  Ethne and Cassidy are incredible posers.

Wow- the following pictures… well, I can’t put it any better than how Andrea put it:

Rules to live by according to Derek:
IF YOU CAN'T BE BUFF,
BE WEIRD.
Girls dig it.

 

Isn’t the likeness of the real Jack and the poster Jack startlingly similar? (Kami is responsible for the awesome posters I believe.) Lindsay hung out in the Magic Tree House and gave away books.  I like that in a carnival. During the races, I insisted on a crawling race between Talmage and Isabel.  Talmage smoked her, as you can see.  Yeehaw!! Andrea introduced a new race that was how to get across the gym the CRAZIEST way.  It was awesome.

  There are so many more pictures.  But that’s enough.  Good times, very good times I say.