Party like a rockstar!

Sunday afternoon family and friends gathered to help Jake celebrate his last year in his 20's. Not to be outdone by burgers and birthday cake, a bunch of us loaded up and took a quick trip to the local truck race and mud bogs. Nothing like spending an evening with a bunch of drunk locals. And if you happen to hear a story about me talking trash to some crazy girl in a tight white shirt and a big can of beer hitting on my husband, it isn't true. I simply explained in a calm and friendly voice that the guy she was attempting to throw herself at is married, and that if anyone as going to be 'driving his truck', it'd be me. Plain and simple.

I suppose this picture could get us into trouble....
But not as bad as this one could....
From boozer to pick-pocketer (she loves to get Jake's phone and wallet - smartie pants!)
Hold me tight Uncle Martin - I'm a wiggly one!
Jake and all his loot
Stop and pose for a quick family pic
Get every last one, Jake
Mm! Gimme some of those!
Dorky Isaiah and fantastic Robyn
Mm! Cake and ice cream
Hewooh? Anybody gonna let the midget in?
Beating Jeff off the line (Jake's truck is the one on the left)