Easter Beer Hunt '09

Easter wouldn't be complete without a 'beer hunt'. Why should the kids get all the fun? So, we headed over to Chuck's house (also known as the Perpetual Party Animal, so nicknamed by Katy) for a day of food and fun. He had an Easter Egg hunt for the kids (yes, there are actually parents that let their kids come around Chuck's house). I helped dye the Easter eggs and had Tug coveting every single one of them. I took pity on Tug and let him eat one of the plain eggs, and boy was I sorry later (you will know what I mean if you know Tug at all). Phewwww.....

Chuck may be the ultimate bachelor but that boy knows how to cook. He set up his turkey fryer and in addition to ham, he fried 2 turkeys, made clam chowder, turkey stew, biscuits and gravy, creamed corn, and baked beans. I'm sure I'm missing something that he cooked. This was in addition to all the salads and assorted desserts that people brought over with them.

There's the Perpetual Party Animal being his social self.

It was a hot beautiful sunny day. We had to hide in the shade of the yard to keep cool.

About 3:30 they decided to get the beer hunt going. Everybody gathered outside with Easter baskets (thoughtfully provided by Chuck) and waited for the instructions.

Tug is trying to drink out of my cup again...what a shock.

We moved around the corner in the neighborhood while several people hid the beer. There were probably 50 or 60 people participating in the hunt with dozens and dozens of assorted beer cans, bottles, and kegs hidden, and it wasn't all cheap domestic crap either. Chuck really outdid himself.

For some reason Animal Control showed up. They got a complaint that somebody in the neighborhood was letting their "vicious" dog run loose. We think Animal Control was talking about Sammy who is a lover, not a fighter, and the sweetest lap dog around. I'm sure the Animal Control guy was freaked out when he showed up because we had JUST started the beer hunt and there were crazy people running all over the neighborhood with Easter baskets and they were filling them with beer. Dude didn't stick around long.

Alan with his baskets of goodies. I don't know if Landon or Eddie found any beer. Or maybe they already drank it?

Yep, that's me in front of a police car--I'm lucky the Henderson police didn't shoot--okay if you are a Henderson cop reading this just kidding. Anywayyyy...some jackass called the cops on Chuck's neighbors who live across the street. They were having a HUGE party of their own and had a DJ. Somebody complained about the music at 5:00 in the afternoon. Well, the police office showed up and went right into the house (after Chuck schmoozed with him--I thought it was his friend?) anyhoo, it was a perfect photo op for us so we took advantage.

Here is a pic of Kurt, Chris (who was in town for a visit), me and Tug.

The cute little fella' coming back to his car. Hard to believe that the police uniform store has a little boy's department, but the picture proves it. He locked the doors of his car when checking out the noisy party so I couldn't check for blocks on the pedals, but hey, they had to be there, look at the size of him. Chris towered above him. He was actually really cool and thought it was pretty much BS to have to come out at 5:00 in the afternoon. He also told Chuck he was trying to buy a house in the neighborhood (several cops live there which in Chuck's hood isn't necessarily a bad thing).

He gave the kids a "light show" on his way out of the neighborhood. Alan, Chris, Tug, and myself left shortly after since we are all responsible adults and had to work early the next day! Another party in the 'hood this weekend. We may or may not go...