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Barn Party 2007


I had a great time tonight at the 3rd Annual Barn Party! For the first time I entered into the chili contest and the pie contest. I was quite surprised to actually win both! Of course, mine was the only fruit pie, but I was up against some tough competition with spicy chili. Especially since I don't really like chili, or spicy stuff. I had Crista taste it first, and then another friend. I actually didn't taste it until after Stess had put some in her bowl. Wow it was spicy!
I do have a funny story to go along with my items. Pictures are worth a thousand words, unfortunately I don't have a picture of this, so you'll have to use your imagination. On the way to the party Stess had the crock pot of Chili sitting in a large cardboard box on her lap. In her hand was the pie in it's pie plate. We were driving her little Mustang and I was driving, trying to do so carefully so as not to spill the chili or dump the pie. We went up a small hill and realized that the chili was spilling some, so the next time we came to a hill, going over the river into North Albany, I took the pie in my left hand while Stess watched the chili. I'm pretty adept at driving one-handed. I can talk on the phone, drink coffee, and shift pretty easily, so I wasn't worried. We got to the top of the hill and started going down. At the bottom of the hill was a light that turned red, so I stopped.
There we were, sitting in the left lane, waiting for the light to turn green, when I looked over to the car to my right. The driver was looking right at me and staring, at the pie in my hand, right in front of me. I smiled and told Stess. She looked over and the guy was laughing out loud at us! I can imagine he was trying to figure out what in the world was going on. And probably how in the world was I going to drive a stick sift car with one hand! Needless to say, I did manage it, and once we were on level ground I handed the pie back to Stess. The chili, the pie, Stess and I all made it to the party safely. No one was harmed in the process. It does give me a good story though.
Here are some pictures of tonight, thanks to Stess' digital camera. I really need to get one...



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