Wednesday, February 01, 2012

More boredom...

So yes. I am still sitting here bored. So I will continue talking about stuff that has happened.
Normally on Christmas Eve, the Francis family has a humungous Christmas party. It is usually held at my Grandma's house, and the whole fam-damily comes over and we eat a TON of food and do white elephant and other huluballo.
This year, since all of my kinsfolk are getting older and what not, we rescheduled to AFTER Christmas so more people could be able to come.
And thus started Francis Festivus Fiasco.
Instead of going to my Grandma's house we went up to the cabin. Now, Francii together are CRAZY. Put them at the cabin, and woah baby. You better watch out!
So, we get there bright and early to start the Festivus shenanigans. Throughout the day, you play in the mud, snow and ice and eat to your heart's content. :) Then, the white elephant started.
You see, a while back, a whole heard of Francii went to Wyoming to cut down christmas trees. While we were there, we visited my uncle's house. He wasn't there, so, logically, (and with his wife's permission) we took a ton of his crap to gift for the white elephant. We were all stoked to see his reaction when a ton of his stuff was unwrapped. It was gonna be awesome. Right? Wrong.
He didn't show up.
So, we were all stuck with a ton of my uncle's stuff. Yaaaay.
After the white elephant hubbub, one thing led to another and the next thing ya know, we were going feats of strength. It all started with a pyramid...


...And then it collapsed...




Which all led to wrestling. That led to leg wrestling which, obviously, began the arm wrestling. One person most likely said "You're strong!" somewhere in there, which meant that everyone must start pushup contests. When that wasn't enough, we did vertical pushups. (HOLY CRAP THOSE ARE HARD) Thus began other miscellaneous feats of strength. Then, somehow, we started jump roping. Don't ask. Nobody know how that happened for sure.
People went away with black eyes, messed up shoulders, bruises, hurt knees, hoarse voices, fatigued bodies and other forms of injury. You may call it stupidness, but most of us thought of it as 48 hours of the best Christmas/Festivus party EVER.

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