This past weekend, I was thrilled to experience my first family reunion with my husband’s family! Being a blissful newlywed and such, I am still getting to know the multitudes of great-aunts, uncles and cousins on my Man’s side of the family, and the annual family reunion held every few years in a new and exotic location was the perfect place to hone those face-with-the-name skills every new wife is eager to assume.
This year’s locale was only about 5 hours from the Texas homestead, at a beautiful resort nestled in the hills of Arkansas. We got a decent start on the road, (though, of course later than expected.) Leave it to yours truly to not be packed in time. (And to think I used to call myself a world traveller…sigh).
We arrived to a beautiful 2-bedroom condo (with the most heavenly bed evah. If I could have experienced the entire reunion laying on it’s glorious pillow-top-ness, I most certainly would have tried). We greeted my beloved in-laws quickly, before jetting off to a jam-packed weekend of activities all involving our precious kinfolk.
On the docket first one was a lovely wine and cheese reception given us by the wonderful Potter’s (no relation to Harry 🙂 ) We received more beautiful bottles of wine than we know what to do with! (Actually we DO know–party time at the homestead soon, folks!), Our little reception was followed by a most lovely luau cookout by the lake.
Despite the humidity and heat (that apparently we toted along with us from Texas), it was beautiful with a slight breeze blowing and down home cookout fare flowing, including the BEST hotdog I’ve ever eaten!
|My Man with our beautiful niece Ansley|
The gauntlet was also thrown down and instructions given for a weekend long scavenger hunt challenge. For the record, my Man and I did NOT win, but one of his sweet cousin’s families who got up at the crack of dawn to complete the hunt the next morning were the first victors of the (yes, there actually was one) Caldwell Cup! (Maybe next year for us? Let’s not hold our breath…)
I was also quite happy to put on the dessert table the biggest and prettiest cake I (and my husband) have ever made! Being the forgetful-Frannie that I am, we discovered I had not brought enough cream cheese for the homemade frosting recipe when we set out to decorate the top, but my wondermous mother-in-law saved us by helping us make just as delectable whipped frosting with what we had brought.
Many blueberries and raspberries later, we had our masterpiece:
Saturday brought even more goodness, and one of my favorite activities of the weekend was the first event up that morning.
|We had 3 flavors of homemade ice cream; peach, vanilla & mint chocolate chip.|
“Like branches on a tree, our lives may grow in different directions yet our roots remain as one.” -Author Unknown
I rode home with my husband happy and gloriously contented. I had been looking forward to the reunion for most of the summer, and it was truly a gift–I miss my new family already! As we drove the path back to the homestead, I thanked the One who gives us life for the gift of the community of family.
“If you don’t recount your family history, it will be lost. Honor your own stories and tell them too. The tales may not seem very important, but they are what binds families and makes each of us who we are. ”-Madeleine L’engle