Insanity descends

Oh my, oh my, oh my! My normally quiet home has transcended into a madhouse! But it’s a happy madhouse.

Yep, the house is chock-a-block with parents and aunts and uncles and siblings and nieces and nephews and friends as we all gear up for the 2^nd Annual Freeze Your Fanny and Burns’ Supper Extravaganza. (See the story and photos from the inaugural event here.)

The family began arriving around 2:00 this afternoon and it wasn’t long before the house was filled with laughter and chatter. In fact, the laughter and chatter was still going at nearly 1:00 am – well past my normal bedtime. But as my bedroom is the living room couch, I was forced to participate. (Happily so.)

Tomorrow will start bright and early for those of us travelling to Lewiston for the Freeze Your Fanny 5K. This will be my 11-year-old nephew, Haden’s, second time running the race (last year’s race was his first-ever race) and will be my 11-year-old nephew, Adrian’s, first-ever race of all time. Unbelievably, this will be my 4^th entry in the race. Although, with the aforementioned illness, I’ll now be taking it slow.

Whilst we’re running, Dad and my nephew, Parker, will meet in the living room for a Scrabble re-match as Parker tries to de-throne Daddy. There are loads of games and puzzles – and a few hula hoops – for everyone to play with, too.

Schrodie is not happy about the influx of people, but I think she’ll get over it.

Oh, and that photo, if you wondered, is a load of Scottish treats (Tunnock’s!!!) that my Uncle Fred brought with him from Portland, Oregon. If you look closely, you’ll notice the Scotch tape and the napkins – with an Argyle pattern, of course. (His socks were Argyle for the occasion, too, if you wondered.)