So right after Thanksgiving, my good friend Jered held his 3rd Annual Croquet Tournament. (Well, technically his parents held the event, but I didn’t see any of THEIR friends there! Zing!)
Every year has an awesome theme. Last year’s was some 1950’s thing. This year’s theme was Del Boca Vista: A Retirement Community [Full Throttle]. That means if you didn’t dress like a retired (and awesome! love you grammy.) person, you didn’t get in.
American flag track suit? Yes. Yes much.
Everyone really pulled out all the stops with their outfits, I mean sock suspenders? Matchy-matchy lounge shirts? Faux butt-enhancements? Wowzers.
I took this photo above. It’s meant to show the inner turmoil and soci0economic struggle our retired neighbors must face every day. “WHERE’S MY STINKIN’ GREEN ROUND THING??? WHO’S DOG IS THIS?? I QUIT THIS GAME.”
If you don’t see a lot of Croqueting, it’s prolly because we were too busy doing stuff like this. Falling down and posing for the camera.
“I drank a bottle of perfume, but I’m still hungry.”
So, yes, we had a LOT of fun. I only wish more people would have come, even though we already had a ton!
And there were trophies, loving made by Greg and Chris and Jered (and probably other people). Such categories include: ‘Worst Player’ and ‘Best Strategy’.
We won best dressed. Between my gray hair, prescription glasses, argyle socks and candy in my pockets I’m surprised I wasn’t actually from Florida.
Thanks for an amazing game everybody. Except Joe. Who bogarted everyone’s game and should have won the award for ‘Best Croquet Assassin’ cause he wouldn’t stop attacking everyone else’s ball. He’s the friggin assassin in the Fedora hat and assassin sunglasses.
Anyway, thanks for reading and enjoying our game with us! I already can’t wait for next year! Now, would you like some caramel, unwrapped gummy bears or a penny?
