Family reunion yesterday. Hung out with cousins Adam and Jesse, who I only get to see once a year. (At this reunion.) It was at Alice and Hilly's house again because they live next to a lake and Hilly took people out on the jetski. It was fun. I got to drive it. While in the "no wake zone", I had issues with steering so that the jetski went straight, but hey, I got airborne after hitting the 2-foot wake from some stupid motor boat in the not "no wake zone".
Every year, I rediscover that my dad's side of the family is insane and likes to take pictures too much. (That explains a lot.)

Still having random laughing fits while remembering funny stuff from camp.

Like the Luau (spelling?) Friday afternoon. Counselors got dumped in the lake. So did Frankie, but she was already wet from the waist down from running into the water after the volleyball. I don't remember who started it or who got dragged into the lake first, but a group of counselors surrounded someone and picked them up and threw them in. Alexia was next...she was wearing her new "The Used" shirt so she was a little pissed. "First day I wear this shirt, and it gets soaked in disgusting lake water." Most of the counselors at the beach were thrown in. Heh...a huge group of people chased Sarah off the beach and around the grassy area, but then she ran down to the water and threw herself in. A bit more dignified than being dragged across the sand and dumped in by laughing campers. Maybe. Brooke tried to pick Maggie (who is like, a foot taller than her) up and throw her in the water, but Maggie lifted Brooke over the fence dividing the beach and the grass and stood her up on one of the benches. The look on her face was hilarious. I tried to help get Becky in the lake, but for some reason Maggie made us stop then.

Ahh, memories.