Noodle
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Diggers and A$$es,
I never thought I'd have so many single adventures when I left for the Hunt. First off, after traveling a zillion miles, WARSAWDADDY met me with a hug and a grin. Such a fella! He was there during the entire weekend, eating, raffling, traveling, and I couldn't believe it when I saw him climbing that hill in his red coveralls. That man has more energy than me!
The dinner and raffle were fun Friday night. Pictures will follow once I get home. But the surprise Saturday morning was to find that the Google pic had lied! That ground wasn't flat at all! It ran uphill and downhill and overhill ALL DAY LONG! I huffed and puffed until I couldn't navigate any longer. And the scenery --- magnificent! I kept wanting to go to one side of the property and then the other.
Cannot express how much I enjoyed meeting everyone, and if you were not fortunate enough to go this trip, just know that we all met and mingled and probably surprised ourselves on how compatible we are. And the families! There were kids at both functions, and Dan and I commented on our way home how family-oriented all the activities were. There were SEVERAL children at both activities, and never once did we hear crying or whining; all were laughing and digging and whirling around all night and all day long. Such a happy spirit there was!
Now, as far as the A$$es go, that was something else. The neglected spouses who had accompanied the diggers were left at the "staging area." After they all took a look at the hilly terrain, they turned their backs to the fields and went right back and sat down (plop) in their chairs. After a while, they decided they were the Abandoned Spouses ... thus was born the Abandoned $pouse $ociety. And it was like a wad of gum in one's mouth. It grew until it overtook the entire grounds for the rest of the day. Some of the comments overheard during the day were:
To departing digger spouse: "You can't leave until you kiss your A$$ goodbye..."
To a straying spouse who chose to go antique hunting all morning rather than dig: "Welcome back. You've been gone all morning and had no idea you were an A$$." Followed by laughter and puzzled looks from the straying spouse...
"I'd take your picture, Noodle, if you could get your A$$ to move out of the way." (This one incapacitated Charlie to the point he couldn't speak coherently for three minutes.) Finally Noodle's spouse moved out of the way. JD stood by with a puzzled look that sent more laughter rippling through the A$$ gathering, which by this time was totally out of control. They had been at this for many too many hours, trying to justify their A$$ positions.
In the end, we decided the Society deserved a place in the memoirs of the group, but alas, when two A$$s won MDs in the giveaways, we had to decline their memberships from the A$$. They were now MDers, and had no choice but to remove themselves from the circle of A$$ members, which had been designated as the A$$ hole, due to the design of their gathering place.
Sometimes I wonder how I got mixed up with this group...
- Noodle
I never thought I'd have so many single adventures when I left for the Hunt. First off, after traveling a zillion miles, WARSAWDADDY met me with a hug and a grin. Such a fella! He was there during the entire weekend, eating, raffling, traveling, and I couldn't believe it when I saw him climbing that hill in his red coveralls. That man has more energy than me!
The dinner and raffle were fun Friday night. Pictures will follow once I get home. But the surprise Saturday morning was to find that the Google pic had lied! That ground wasn't flat at all! It ran uphill and downhill and overhill ALL DAY LONG! I huffed and puffed until I couldn't navigate any longer. And the scenery --- magnificent! I kept wanting to go to one side of the property and then the other.
Cannot express how much I enjoyed meeting everyone, and if you were not fortunate enough to go this trip, just know that we all met and mingled and probably surprised ourselves on how compatible we are. And the families! There were kids at both functions, and Dan and I commented on our way home how family-oriented all the activities were. There were SEVERAL children at both activities, and never once did we hear crying or whining; all were laughing and digging and whirling around all night and all day long. Such a happy spirit there was!
Now, as far as the A$$es go, that was something else. The neglected spouses who had accompanied the diggers were left at the "staging area." After they all took a look at the hilly terrain, they turned their backs to the fields and went right back and sat down (plop) in their chairs. After a while, they decided they were the Abandoned Spouses ... thus was born the Abandoned $pouse $ociety. And it was like a wad of gum in one's mouth. It grew until it overtook the entire grounds for the rest of the day. Some of the comments overheard during the day were:
To departing digger spouse: "You can't leave until you kiss your A$$ goodbye..."
To a straying spouse who chose to go antique hunting all morning rather than dig: "Welcome back. You've been gone all morning and had no idea you were an A$$." Followed by laughter and puzzled looks from the straying spouse...
"I'd take your picture, Noodle, if you could get your A$$ to move out of the way." (This one incapacitated Charlie to the point he couldn't speak coherently for three minutes.) Finally Noodle's spouse moved out of the way. JD stood by with a puzzled look that sent more laughter rippling through the A$$ gathering, which by this time was totally out of control. They had been at this for many too many hours, trying to justify their A$$ positions.
In the end, we decided the Society deserved a place in the memoirs of the group, but alas, when two A$$s won MDs in the giveaways, we had to decline their memberships from the A$$. They were now MDers, and had no choice but to remove themselves from the circle of A$$ members, which had been designated as the A$$ hole, due to the design of their gathering place.
Sometimes I wonder how I got mixed up with this group...
- Noodle
