Family Reunion.

My family hosted roughly 100 relatives for what we call the "Russell Corner Reunion" (we're all distantly related to some Russell character?) It's a biennial event, but in the years between each reunion, everyone forgets the name of their 4th-cousin-twice-removed-on-the-Densmore-Perry-side. So, we actually have name tags, at a family reunion. (Chris and I named ourselves Ethan Vander-Planck and Paolo Garcia-Jimenez)

I enjoyed this RCR more than any other year, and I can credit this largely to my cousin Carolina, who I hadn't seen in several years. She's from Georgia, and speaks with a Southern drawl (Does that carry a negative connotation? I hope not.) It was fun to hang out with her, and it was hard to keep track of all the Southern slang.

We organized a Texas Hold 'Em tournament with a $20 buy-in, and I placed 4th (for which I won nothing.) I think I'm going to start playing poker more often.

The only low-point: My cousin's dog defecated on a rug.