The family reunion yesterday was fun, but all too short. We were only able to stay long enough to chat awhile, overdose on brownies, and kick some croquet ass. I was the croquet tournament’s official sports photographer – so I didn’t play. Since I had never even held a croquet mallet before, much less seen a course, this was a good move on my part. In reality, no one really knew what they were doing and everyone was just out to have fun. Except my Dad – he was out to see how many times he could hit my other cousins off the course. Which was hysterical. Did it help his game to him them out of the way? Who cares! Hit them anyway!
MrZ and NikkiZ played their own version of croquet off to the side. Their version involved a lot of bonking of baby heads with croquet mallets. It seemed like every time I tried to snap a picture of NikkiZ with the mallet, she would hit herself in the head. She gets that natural talent from me.
The party last night was fun as well. I just wore a skirt and top from my closet. I didn’t feel as good as I would have in something new, but I felt fine. It’s funny – my husband is quite the studly charmer in situations like that. If you knew us alone, you would guess I’d be the leader at a party like that. But nope – put him in a suit and MrZ becomes quite amazing. He was introducing me to people and talking to everyone who made eye contact with him. He kept having to drag me out of my safe little corner where I was drinking too much wine and trying to be invisible. I was very proud of him and I’m happy at least one of us knows how to function like a grownup.
At one point in time he said, “Oh! Look who is here! I want you to meet him.” I was all, “Who is that?” To which my husband replied, “THAT would be our family doctor you’ve never seen.” Heh. So, when I joke I don’t really ever go to the doctor? I’m not exaggerating. I don’t go unless I’m too sick to wait for an appointment and have to go to the walk-in clinic. So, I met my family doctor last night!
It was a gorgeous party in a historic home in downtown Huntsville. It was a great crowd of interesting people. One of these days, I’ll be more comfortable in those situations. Until then, I’ll just hold onto my husband’s arm and try to hide in the shadows.