It was the 50th anniversary party for the ranch and we were partying!
And I knew I wouldn't have to handle any of my problems that day (located in my grandmother's bathroom):
It looked like we had company!
And more company!
It was a ____ caught in __________!
We drove down to the lower ranch where the party was on the back of my grandmother's truck. I have so many childhood memories of riding in the back of her truck - too many cousins to fit in the front and she preferred us in the back anyway. As a 30 year old, it physically hurt a bit more than I remembered:
Trees and sky. Wasn't so into it when I was a teenager but now I'm an aficionado:
Run Penny 2!
Penny 2 as always, ran like the wind and followed us. The origins of her name will be divulged tomorrow.
Poison oak. When my brother lived at the ranch during a brief stint in high school he got a poison oak rash in a less than ideal place. Jonah asked him, "what were you doing, Ed?" Silence.
Me and the lady of the mountain, my grandmother Carol Harner, aka Nahna. If I'm as fiesty as she is in her mid-80s I will be delighted...and fiesty.
Jonah rocking at Carol's Country Club:
Nahna set up an incredible little museum of 50 years of ranch memorabilia. Uncle Mark, a museum goer:
Some other museum goers:
Cute. At least what I consider cute:
Introducing my Aunt Suzi who always means business. And by that I mean family business. She has never, not even once, not sent me a birthday card, graduation card, etc. Yay Aunt Suzi!
The lower pond:
Cousin love - we're a family of visor heads:
There are old trailers laying around:
Jonah and mini trailer for size:
Inside the trailer-camper is a little spot for a spot of tea:
We also have a fine display of racist art - come check it out sometime!
Mother and daughter photos never tire! (for mother and daughter at least...)
Aiden! You've got a big stick!
Guy with gun on right. Guy with fanny pack on left:
It was so hot this was the closest we could get without feeling heat:
Hello. My name is Mark.
More hanging out:
My dad the Rockstar Energy drink-drinking cowboy:
Gettin' dangerous on the ATV:
Uncle Mark on an ATV date:
My dad is a gun-shooting conservative:
Jonah is a gun-shooting liberal:
My brother Ed is a middle of the road, nearly naked spectator:
Cousin Jessica holding the Chuck It, a great invention because you don't have to touch the slobbery ball and super dog Gracie who will chase a tennis ball 24/7:
The ball is chucked and Gracie is in the weeds and barely breathing:
Eyes always on the prize:
Amazing Gracie, you are ready for your close up and a rest!
Jonah's sick of pictures and ready for a rest too:
At the end of the day we went to the hippest cafe in town. Well, the hippest cafe that stays open until 8 pm.
Happiness is Mariposa, CA indeed!!
Thanks for the fun times, family!
* Labor Day Weekend 2006