>> Monday, November 30, 2009
On Saturday, it was time to celebrate the Stenzel Thanksgiving. That means duck wrapped in bacon for dinner. And turkey. And pickles with cream cheese wrapped in ham. And date cookies.
FumbleROOski is a made-up game that I play with my cousins at Grandpa and Grandma’s house. We drive their golf-cart in the empty lot next to their yard. We hop on and off the golf-cart while it’s moving. We throw balls at the person (or people) driving the golf cart trying to inflict bodily harm. And at random points during the fun, we shout “Fumble-ROO-ski!!” Damn it’s fun.
We were running low on balls, so I taught my cousins an important life-lesson: There’s NO such thing as "too many balls.” So we ran up to the Dollar Store, spent a few bucks, and bought a small football, a few small balls, a Spiderman ball, and noisemakers (to make things more interesting).
Michael, Kelsey (hiding), Brittany, and me.
Kelsey laying the smack down on Michael and Brittany.
Normal looking photo (until you see how high my leg is!...).
Brittany taking a head-shot.
Brittany’s no longer so sure about my no-such-thing-as-too-many-balls theory...
We had to quit after Kelsey broke most of Michael’s ribs....