This really should be an Olympic event. We would totally win.

The gold medal. Silver medal. Bronze medal. Preliminaries.
We would totally march in the opening ceremonies.

Hey kids, it's almost that time again.

The annual reunion of the used-to-be-kids now known as the Jenny Creek Cafe.

Like the actual creek, it was not named after me.

But I forgive you for assuming it was.

Too cool for school.  Even now.

Last year's team performed quite ably.

It was merely a coincidence that we had already killed several bottles of wine.

Four team members are in this picture.  If you don't already know, can you guess which one is me?  

If that was too easy, can you find Dr L?

Do you see the old guy in glasses shown performing in last year's revue?
Do you remember who that guy in the corner with the turtleneck dicky is?  I don't either.

Anyway, this is the weekend.  Most people will get there before I do; this is also the Oregon Shakespeare Festival gathering of all my siblings and my mom in Ashland to see some plays and celebrate Mom's ninetieth birthday.

I'm excited about seeing this play.  Maybe next year I can catch some actual Shakespeare, although my favorites so far have been by other playwrights.  

My overachieving family is better at this, but what else is new?

After dinner and cake on Friday I'll jump in the car and roar back down the road a ways to our chosen venue, a large, beautiful house named Heaven & Earth.  I didn't do any of the planning this time (okay, I never do any of the planning; I just show up) but it promises to be wonderful.   We're hosting several non-JCC-members-but-beloved-friends as well as a couple of  spouses who haven't joined us before--I hope they have a good time!  

Here in town, the siblings are beginning to accumulate.

Peach cobbler is being prepared.  And vanilla ice cream has been purchased.

 Let the games begin.

Check back next week for the post-game.

Gratuitous grandson shot.