In the past, when I've gotten together with my father's side of the family, we've mostly eaten. And while it's true that we did eat a bunch the weekend of my cousin J's wedding, it seems like in the years since I was a kid my family's become a lot more... active. Or perhaps this was always true and I was just too unplugged to notice it?
I did not think I had a family that got together for organized kickball games, for instance. I am happy to discover that in fact, I do.
We also upped our outdoor cred by gathering to shoot at large foam targets, at an archery range right by the lodge we were staying in. For some reason (hrm... liability?), the YMCA kept the serious firepower from us and gave us these dinky little kid-bows. I'm inclined to think this was fortunate for all involved, because we also had very little instruction.
Logan got in on the fun, too. Any minute, he'll be bowhunting all of our meats.
I've actually had some archery lessons because of my time at camp (Lake of the Woods, which I LOVED) and I guess I retained some muscle memory, because I was somewhat successful in shooting this tiny foam deer. I didn't aim repeatedly for its buttquarters, but hey. Winner winner foam deer dinner! (My aunt, who attended the same camp thirty years before me, was also successful in her bowshooting.)
This show of prowess simultaneously unnerved and impressed the family, I think.
The next day, we all got dressed up and took our somewhat sunburned selves to watch J and C get married. It was a beautiful service, and J's purple cowboy boots stole the show. LOVE! (I can't believe I don't have a better picture of her dress and her kickass petticoats.)
Could that setting be any prettier? The folks holding the huppah did a remarkably good job of keeping it from becoming airborne.
Then we all repaired to the reception, where there was dancing of various levels of competence to very good bluegrass music by Mountain Standard Time - Logan and I pretty much just jumped around in circles and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves for a while - and lots of tasty barbecue to be eaten.
My brother guards his plate. Smart man - you never know what I'm about to do.
Isn't my bear a cutie? (And I know my husband and my brother look a good bit alike - this is a development of the last couple of years. Odd.)
We had a lovely time in Colorado with the family, whom we don't get to see nearly enough. Thanks to the Colorado branch of the Brauns for their hospitality and generalized awesomeness in showing off their beautiful state! (I made this picture my wallpaper and love it.)
Next up? Well... let's see. Whirlwind of Travel 2010 continues...