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This entry was posted on 7/23/2008 8:34 AM and is filed under Family Fun.
Hubbellpalooza '08 is beginning to wind down. Billy flew out this morning and JP and Roy are leaving this afternoon.
Here are some of the things we've done in the last ten days, in no particular order, since I can't remember what happened when.
A huge feast at Mom's that involved a grilled turkey and all the fixin's.
Large quantities of alcohol.
A walk in the dark which may or may not have involved smoking.
Swimming at Excelsior Beach.
Chasing ten kids through the Sculpture Garden and hollering at several of them not to climb up on the guard rail of the bridge over Hennepin avenue.
We went to the Walker to play putt putt on the temporary course built there by artists using only recycled materials, but the course was closed for the day due to a private party. The kids were ready to crash the party but we were able to forestall what could've turned into an ugly incident by promising them lunch at the tin fish if they behaved themselves. Besides, the sculpture garden is right there with lots of fun stuff to do. And lots of really retarded sculpture to make fun of. There's one installation that looks like a giant turd. Imagine what ten kids and four juvenile women have to say about that. Yes, it was all funny. Logan and Cary are both rock climbers and have the upper body strength of the Hulk. They did this trick on a "sculpture" that looks suspiciously like a "rock", where they balanced on just their hands and forearms and held their bodies straight out in the air. We'll see gymnasts at the Olympics do the same thing in the floor exercises in about a week. Anyway, the two boys created an arabesque that looked way cooler than any of the "art", so I fired up my camera and asked them to do it again. They obliged. Unfortunately, several of the other kids crowded around too close, Logan overcompensated and wound up doing a flip off the rock and landed squarely on Molly, whom he took to the ground with him. Poor Molly was just standing there, minding her own business when Logan basically fell out of the sky and landed on her. Luckily the grass was long and soft. Unluckily, Logan grazed his noggin on the "rock" as he went down. I know what you're wondering and the answer is "Yes! I did get a photo of the moment of impact and we passed it around at dinner and laughed and laughed til Quail shot out of our noses!"
A huge feast at Mom's that involved two inch thick marinated steaks.
Beer.
A walk in the dark in which we may or may not have talked about sex.
Swimming at the St. Louis Park pool.
Hard lemonade.
Walking around Lake Harriet.
Chasing ten kids through the Minnesota Landscape Arboretum. There isn't any "sculpture" there, so no one got hurt.
Lunch at the Tin Fish
A huge feast at Katie's that featured jerked chicken sandwiches.
Red wine.
Bonfires.
Baking cookies in the rain at my house while twelve kids watched an episode of the X-files.
Chasing twelve kids through the woods from the Minnehaha falls to the Mississippi river.
A huge feast at Mom's that included brats. Yummmmm, brats.
Walking around Lake Calhoun.
Gin and tonics.
A walk in the dark in which we drank a lot of wine and may or may not have told Roy every embarrassing JP story we could remember.
Swimming at Shady Oak Beach and everyone had blue freezies that turned our mouths blue.
Two days of cut throat golf in which all the Hubbells were beaten by Jeff Berg, who took our trophy home with him.
For the first time in the history of the tournament, Dad did not win the senior division; he was DQ's when he went home on the first day of play just because it was pouring rain and the tornado sirens were blaring. Way to wuss out, Dad. His answer to accusations that he no longer possesses the killer instinct; "Screw the Wire!"
A huge feast at Mom's that involved corn beef sandwiches.
White wine.
Ice cream at the band stand.
A trip through the rose gardens and the bird sanctuary.
Visiting Muzz and her new baby.
Sitting out on Mom and Dad's deck and enjoying the cottonwoods and the breeze. Realizing that the kids locked us out there. And that they had done it hours ago. What great kids.
A gun fight at the okay corral in which all the kids with air soft guns found out what it felt like to get shot.
Lots of parents looking at bruises and saying "Peh, you're not that hurt."
A few "accidental" sleepovers.
Taking ten kids to see a movie. They all wanted to see different things so we went to the first feature of the day when they all start a the same time.
A huge feast at Heidi's house that involved ham sandwiches, chocolate cherry cup cakes and a trampoline.
A walk in the dark that may or may not have included Margy, our in-house biblical scholar, telling us about the time God told Moses to quit praying and get moving.
To give you a better idea of the flavor of Hubbellpalooza; In the middle of it all, Jay escaped to Vegas for some peace and quiet.
Margy and her boys are not leaving until Saturday.
I'm checking into Betty Ford on Monday.
