Afterglow 2016 - Day 3 Monday

 

 

 

A smorgasbord is defined as "a luncheon or supper buffet offering a variety of foods and dishes (such as hors d'oeuvres, hot and cold meats, smoked and pickled fish, cheeses, salads, and relishes). That sounds pretty much like this meal, but I would add spaghetti/pasta based casserole to the mix. Because that's the majority of what we get up here. But not like I'm complaining. I love that shit.

Today is Monday. We've already established that (if I'm not mistaken). If you've been following along with my Afterglow exploits, then you know that Monday is Potluck. But before we got our grub on, Tommy decided to get his swing on. There are regular sized swings here at Afterglow, but Tommy chose the child-sized one down on the beach. And he wanted to swing higher. So much higher.

The McKissick Clan satisfied the hunger within them and still had enough of an appetite to stomach a family picture. And why not? No matter how much family love you engage in, there's always room for a dessert compromised of these lovely individuals. Wait... are we talking about people or food here? Can it be both? Only if you are a cannibal I guess.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is how I show up to an officially sanctioned Afterglow event in which you are reintroduced to the entire resort. Before we eat, we go cabin by cabin and call out the occupants by name and then say how long we've been coming up here. Since right now it was just me and Mom, she had to point to me (in this getup) and claim me as her own. My poor Mother. Stacy (who should know better) chose to be in a picture with me. She should better than to be associated with this nonsense. I'm like a sinking ship. Don't be the Captain and go down with it. Get your ass into a lifeboat girl!

Afterglow is a time for family, but it's an even better time for family pictures! So get close to the people you care about most, smile and remember to keep your eyes open when the shutter captures your soul... I mean the memories. First it was BK and Aunt Sandy. Souls... I mean memories taken. Then Stacy and Pinkman got their souls/memories taken along with Aunt Sandy and BK. Then once the rest of the kids saw that Stacy and Pinkman were willing to give up their souls/memories, they jumped on board too. And like that, we were taken.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The adults faired better than the kids. That's because they don't believe in this whole "the camera captures your soul/memories" mumbo jumbo. I guess when you've been on this green Earth for a few years, you learn to not fall for these silly hoaxes. Good for them. I suppose that is why they are the teachers and we are the students. And even though school is out (because it's summer ya dummy!), you can stand to learn a thing or two if you keep your ears and eyes open. Let that be a lesson that you never forget.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gail is the Master of Ceremonies for the Potluck Dinner. This gives her the authority and almighty power to choose who is first and who is last. Funny, I thought that only God could be the judge, jury and executioner. I guess things are different in this paradise. For some reason (because I didn't graduate, have a baby, get married or some other life event) I had to slum it in the back of the line. But at least I was with friends. And if real God has Her say, then we will be at the front of the line at Her eternal Pot Luck in the sky.

 

 

   

  

 

 

 

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