For real. I am.
This afternoon, following the traditional lighting of the burn pile to kick off the competition, with no prior training whatsoever, I (and my partner/husband) won a gold medal in the Three-Legged Posthole Digging competition at the first annual Hillbilly Olympics hosted by our good friends at their place in (where else?) the country. We also placed in the Toilet Seat Toss as well as the Family Feud. I did NOT do well with the D.O.T. Shootout as my experience with firearms is basically non-existent, but my dear husband on the other hand hit 9/10 of the road signs he shot at - I'm so proud of him!
The kids participated in the Diggin' for Dollars, Hand-Me-Down Relay, Running from the Law Relay and Hillbilly Housecleaning events. They all did well - at least I think so, we were caught up in our own moments of glory. I know at least one of them handed me the 50 cents they found in the Hillbilly Savings and Loan garden patch - way to go kids!
After the sun went down on our Olympics - literally - we all feasted at the first annual Roadkill Potluck. We even had a red velvet cake with a roadkill raccoon on top (you really need to see it, I'll see if I can put a picture up). All participants received a medal and lovely decopauge deer plaque to commemorate this momentous occasion.
And now, we can only hope that we don't have to wait 4 more years for the next one...
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