Well, we had a fantastic Bundy reunion this year.  Just the absolute best.  It was and always is difficult to get out there, but once we got there it was nice and cool, and just great.  We had some troubles on the way out there.  The truck started to overheat as we were climbing the steep hill out of Hurricane.  I immediately switched off the air conditioning, and flipped the heater on.  This trick I can attribute back to my Cheston Slater days.  We spent quite some time trying not to overheat in his old Dodge Dart and I remember him flipping the heater on.  Ryan is savvy to all of that stuff, but he was impressed at my grease gal knowledge.
     Anyhow, we ended up at a gas station/restaurant.  This was an expensive and chaotic dinner.  Mo kept making the door alarm go off by going in and out over and over.  He loved this, but it made me feel quite sheepish, and frustrated.  Oak, and Rooshkie were squabbling over fry sauce amounts, and onion rings.  After Ryan got the truck fixed up, we headed out and we didn't have any more problems.
     We had a great first night sleeping out under the stars.  The kids slept in the horse trailer and we woke up so excited, for the reunion to begin.
     The roping contest and opening ceremonies were great and typical.  I kept having to remove Mo from roping contest because he wanted to somehow be involved, but really, he was just in the way.  He didn't care either way about this.  He just wanted to be involved.
     Our first issues with the weather happened that afternoon.  Well, before the rain even hit, our bed, which was made up neatly, but still out in the open, got sprayed by the water truck.  Nice.  Then the rains hit in the afternoon, and I have not ever seen it rain so hard at the reunion.  Ryan and I were kind of regretting our no tent policy.  We threw everything in the horse trailer, but Ryan had only tarped the top.  The rain was pouring in on the sides, and the floor was filling with water and getting
everything all wet.  I kind of started to panic.  My kids kept going out in the rain, coming in the horse trailer soaked and freezing, and then going back out in it.  I started lecturing on hypothermia.  They had soaked my coat and my hoody and I was freezing.  I kept telling myself that Ryan would figure out a way to take care of us.  He of course did.  He flipped the tarps around on the horse trailer and made a nice tent out of it.  When the rain slacked off a little, he built a huge fire and started drying coats and sleeping bags etc.  By the end of the evening, everyone had a dry bed.  Ryan always figures out how to take care of us.  He's a great husband and dad.

     Mo was driving me bonkers that evening.  That night was the night of the dance with the deejay.  It is a ragin good time.  Everyone dancing  together is such a blast.  The problem is Mo wanted me to dance with him the whole evening.  I am large with child anyway,  add Mo boy to the mix, and I was really weighed down.  I couldn't do the "Cotton Eye Joe" or the "Cupid Shuffle"with a sleepy Mo in tow. He kind of put a damper on my dancing feet.
     That night and the next night, I was grateful for the shelter.  I literally felt like we were in sardine can, with us stacked in the trailer all in a row.  But, we were dry and it rained a lot up there.
     Testimony meeting was great, and I enjoyed the family thoroughly.  Mo got in trouble a few times for being a big bully, but it was a great year overall
     The ride home was really scary.  It was slick and we kept sliding all over the road and the trailer would start jack knifing to the side.  I uttered prayer after prayer, and I am convinced that this is the only reason we made it home.
     Jams was having issues with her braces and so we had to go to Cedar...this was kind of a complication.  Anyhow we had to scramble to get the girls packed up for girls camp.  Ryan also informed me that he had purchased a car...what???  He wanted a car that was small and got good gas mileage for all of his quick trips to speaking assignments.  Because we had the horse trailer, he informed me that his mechanic would be dropping off the car.
     Because he has been traveling so often to speaking assignments, he really needed a little car that gets good gas mileage....I had images in my mind of a sleek little cool car.  That isn't totally what came driving into my driveway that afternoon...the best way to describe it?  It is a total Grandma car...Total Grandma.  I love Grandma's don't get me wrong, but for once I would like to be kind of hip and cool.  Not gonna happen in this car, but it is an old Cadillac, and it feels like gliding on a couch.  Anyhow, I picked up the new (old) car and headed south with it. I lovingly named the car "Berneice." Ryan took Jazzerz on his next Phoenix speaking assignment, and we dealt with  the heat, the weeds, and the squash bugs once again.  I totally enjoyed the reunion.  It was great.