It's 10:30 at night, and I just got finished tidying up the house. I was about to head up to bed, and then I thought, "Who am I kidding? I never seem to be able to get to bed until midnight no matter how hard I try, so I might as well take care of those orphaned pig roast pictures that have been hanging out in a pending blog post for four or five days." So here I am. We'll see how amazing I am, maybe I can write about the whole awesome pig roast AND get to bed before midnight. And, by the way, this is by NO means comprehensive: see Bet's blog and Laura's posts for many more (and probably better) pictures.
And then, I have absolutely no pictures of the absolutely enormous quantity of quality food. Laura covered that, so go check her pictures out.
I missed a ton of pictures that Saturday, like pictures of the stellar volleyball games that were waged all day. And Ashley taking the kids for rides with the lawn mower wagon. And I got hardly any pictures of the people there. So you'll have to believe me when I say it was a perfectly lovely day, between the weather, the friends and fellowship, and the luscious food.
Sunday night, it poured buckets, so it was good that everyone had got in lots of outdoor activities in in the first two days. We left right after lunch on Monday so we could get settled at home at a decent hour, before school! And the tricky thing was, I accidentally took ALL the pork home with me, instead of the one big bowl mom had packed for me! Thankfully, Cody and Anthony came by my place the next day and carried it north again. Between the two of them, I'm not sure how much pork actually made it back to Vaughan's, but at least I tried!
Okay, it is now 11:30 and my brain is shutting down. Nighty-night, all.