Every body had fun at Gord and Barb's Little Tomiko Olympics.

I made some buns. I don't have patience at 10:30 pm to make perfect round balls, so the buns come out a little lumpy looking, much like my own.



Trailer Park Dan brought his Newfie golf game. Ron takes a swing.


High score.


Horse shoes.


Lorna tries her hand at croquet.


Some of the crowd.


Kate


Egg toss, ooops.


The catch of the tournament. Not only did TT catch her own egg, but she also caught an errant pass from another team.


Vic and Brian, the champs.


After the games, Gibby came out to play with Gord.


I think my butt has been on too often, so we can play "Who's butt is it?"







To see pics of another fun party, check out my daughter's blog. The link can be found on the right side of the page.

Richie's timber frame out door shower is coming along.




Sitting around the fire.


Sun set last night.


We are having a games day at Gord and Barb's this afternoon. People are coming up with any excuse to have a get together, just so they can squeeze my buns.

I had trouble posting yesterday, so some pics are out of sequence.

We had lunch at the Lube and Grill.


Some of the Sopranos go for a ride.


Wipe out!


Frank Smith and his traveling tackle shop were on the lake Thursday evening.

Jasper.




Thursday evening.

Wednesday evening.

Yesterday was one of those days with rain and sun showers all day.


Last evening we had an impropmtu supper at Razor's Lube and Grill.

Stan. Sorry, I can't remember how to spell the last name. I know there's an S and a Z and a SKI, after that I'm lost.


The chefs.


The drumsticks are lookin' good.


Some of the Sopranos.


Here, Tom and I discuss the softwood lumber deal.


You can tell that Kita likes these get togethers.

Yesterday it rained off and on all day. I just laid low and caught up on the Friday and Saturday newspapers and let Kita rest up. Last evening it cleared up.

















This morning I cut down a huge cedar. During that big storm, a branch the size of a tree partially broke off. It was slowly coming down, right where I park the truck. This afternoon I think I'll check up on Richie and make sure he gets his shower built.

Yesterday morning.


Yesterday afternoon.


This morning.


It's been a busy last couple of days. Saturday evening, Tina, Razor, Bitchy Richie and I had a BBQ and corn boil on the Maxie II. Then we picked up Derek and Wesley, who were drowning worms in the middle of the lake, and Brian and Marg. We all headed to the Kelly's for a tour of the new house.

Yesterday I had to mow the weeds again. Yeah, I know, Little Tomiko rule 4A states that no work shall be done on Sundays. But, since I consider mowing a punishment, Sundays seems the appropriate day to do it.

Yesterday afternoon, Rich and I went to Frasertown. We were soon tasked with moving some customers into their cabins. Then we leveled Minky's trailer. Minky is my young euchre partner on men's weekend.

Then MISTER Soprano made us a deal we couldn't refuse, and invited us to supper. We had steak, burgers and corn and managed to leave with our knee caps intact.

Poor old Kita is all wore out. He managed to go outside and lift a leg this morning, but came right back in and is still sleeping. If you can't run with the young pups, etc, etc.