Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Impromptu Supper

We were standing around on the sidewalk with the neighbors, watching the kids play together. (The Volkers' kid likes the toys on our porch; our kids like the toys on their porch.) The conversation wandered to dinner. Deborah liked the sound of the pork chops they were having, they wanted to try the gallo pinto (black beans and rice) that we were having. So the Volkers invited us (and our supper) over to the cottage for supper.

The Volkers are, in local parlance, Lakers. It has nothing to do with the L.A. basketball team, and everything to do with the lake itself.


Chris shows off his new toy, a Sumo Tube. This is apparently a device for people who like to be dragged behind boats, without the bother of having to keep track of skis and other such unnecessary accoutrements.


Fiona cuts a somewhat less impressive figure.

So what do lakers do after dinner? Well... they go out on the lake.

On the docks. The speedboat, pontoon, and canoe are all theirs.

One of Chris's hoobies is what he calls the "Funtoon." This is, at it's most extravagant, a floating party, a pontoon boat complete with second floor (!) working water slide, tiki torches, coolers, and festival lighting and surround sound.


Reagan doesn't seem to mind that his swing goes out over the water.

Today, though, it was fresh from having the upper deck rebuilt, and outfitted mainly for a pleasant summer cruise around the lake.


The crew of the U.S.S. Funtoon.

It's not a bad way to spend an evening, actually.

2 comments:

Carolina Kerr said...

That all sounds like a lot of fun. I do wonder about the pork cops, though. Normally "pork" implies a certain amount of corruption. I wonder if pork cops are cops you have to pay, like in some big cities? Dad would probably have a better explanation.

Andy said...

Dad would probably point out that I shouldn't rely on the lack of squiggly lines under words to be an indication that they've been spelled correctly.

*ahem* Pork chops. :-)