Fall Festival

Last night was fun.

Brian and Brennan were chili judges. (Excuse the Owen Meany voice: BRENNAN WENT AND HE HAD FUN!)

Danny Angell--the one who recruited the judges--won the cook-off.

I forget now who was being "bad" at the time, but Debby Melton and I designed confessionals (in our minds) for the evening. Mine was a curtain made from some of the Halloween table cloths. Hers was simply for people to catch Larry while he was in the outhouse. ("Hey, Larry! You in there? I have something I need to tell you!") I told Debby I didn't know she had it in her. (I lied then. Should have watched for Larry.)

Jim Macht loves retirement. Wish I could be there, too, but no use in wishing my life away.

The kids swarmed for trunk-or-treat.

Corn hole challenges hung in the air--mostly around the men who weren't part of the cook-off.

I think Brian was more "Brian" at a church function than he's been in a LONG, LONG time.