The first picnic of the season. When everyone comes determined to have as much fun as possible.

Yesterday, my family was invited to Washington Lake Park. It was great to see so many friends that I've not seen for so long. Tim Horn is home for a few days. It was great to see him again and meet his friend, Mark Stubblefield. I was also able to spend time with Derek and Manda. Just sitting and talking with them seems a rare treat lately. The Smith and Phero families came and Mr. Phero joined in our last game of volleyball.

We played four or five games. The last game must have posed quite a picture. A team of almost entirely girls (Mark was captain) against a team of almost entirely guys (Cara was the "almost"). And we girls actually won! Though I think it was greatly due to Mark's ability to be everywhere at once. When I was volley-balled out, I put on my sandals and made my way to the pavilion where I found others eating doughnuts and chips. Deciding this was where I needed to be, (to oversee the equal distribution of food, of course) I sat down to relax until the rest of the young folks came along to play soccer. It was rather dark by this time, and we could barely see the red plastic cups we had set up as goal markers. We finally left the park when they started shutting the lights off around us.

We were all so tired at my house when we got home, that we went straight to bed and I didn't wake up until 8:30 when Mom's little terrier came to wake me.