Snowmobile Raffle

Yesterday was the raffle and lunch for the snowmobile club. Held at Jerry's, naturally. There were a ton of things to win....t-shirts, snowmobile jackets, cookware, BBQ, TV. Rick won a rifle, which was very exciting. For him. A hockey player from the Winnepeg Jets won a sweatshirt we donated. I wanted to take his picture, but I didn't want to be the superfan and annoy him. He did sign a crockpot that got raffled off. Hockey and crockpotting go hand in hand. Sadly, we don't harbor a bunch of famous people up here, he has family in the area.

This guy sold you your $10 lunch plate. Plus door prize ticket. I won no door prize.

Jenny scored a Bud Light hat and "drool towel". What in the world is a drool towel? Am I the only one who doesn't know?

This is Rick buying tickets for an attempt to win a snowmobile helmet. He did not win it. Our friend Al came through the door and basically swept the whole raffle. The man won everything. He's so nice we can't even hate him for it. The man on the left with the black sweatshirt and envelope in his hand is Miles, the MC. He is a very funny guy. He looked at our table with the 4 little kids and congratulated the McKeever boys for bringing up the population by 7.2% in the Angle. He also said for them to keep up the good work. Silly.

Miles and the lovely assistants pulling out the winning ticket.

Jenny putting in for the pink Polaris jacket we were both coveting, but neither of us won it. I don't think I'll fit in up here until I have a pink Polaris jacket. It is a must if I want to show my face in Warroad.

Ava eating some lunch. Tyson was too busy for pictures, showing his muscles to everyone. And I do mean EVERYONE.

Bridger passed out, exhausted from all of the excitement.

Andie & Aunt Sheila (Big Rick's sister)

This was a really fun event. It's funny that I live up in the middle of nowhere and I have more of a social life than I ever did at home. It's easy to do when you don't have the 40 hour work week plus commuting and daycare and blah blah blah. I actually have the energy to leave the house on the weekend and not feel guilty about spending quality time with the kids. Now we get so much quality time, I could just pop thier little heads off.

I kid! I kid.