We didn’t actually wear itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka dot bikinis but that would have been fun. I also don’t know what that has to do with Brazil Day but it’s out there now, so there you go.
Honey Jr’s and Brother-in-Law’s, Brazil Day, was held last week in a village even smaller than The LPV. It’s so small, it’s an itsy bitsy teenie weenie village (or The IBTWV as it should really be called).
All throughout the day, funny things would happen, and I would laugh and say to myself, “oh man, that’s going to be so great to blog about” but even though I drank more Perrier than beer, I can’t remember. I’m going to blame that on the sun and my age. So since I can’t remember all of the funny bits, I’ll show you some photos and tell you any little tidbit that I can remember from the day. OK? Sorted.
This is how it looked at 6:30 in the morning when Honey Jr and Brother-in-Law arrived to set up Brazil Day.
And this is what it looked like only a few hours later…
(Please note that I’m talking about only a few hours from 6:30am…. l’apéro can start mighty early here in the south of France.)
If you look closely you can see me standing in the back there. I’m in the white top next to The Cousin in the blue shorts who was probably telling the same story for about the fifth time (The Cousin did not drink more Perrier than beer).
The sand didn’t turn your feet orange like it did last year, but it was so hot that that one guy insisted on playing in socks (I guess he has super sensitive tootsies, or maybe he has like, Hobbit feet or something and he didn’t want anyone to see them… we’ll never know).
See that hay around the sand? When The Husband was playing he tripped over it and fell right down on his bum-bum. It was priceless. But falling on his bum-bum did not prevent his team from winning the tournament (his team being him, Honey Jr, and The Croupier’s fiance).
Maybe The Husband’s team won because of his size advantage over the other players (see above), or maybe they won because not only was Honey Jr playing, but he was the Ref too… another mystery we’ll never solve I guess.
After the soccer (or, ‘le foot’ as it’s known around these parts), there was a volleyball tournament.
Child Bride and her sister Angel played (bickering the whole way through) as well as Honey’s Honey and Honey Jr who happened to win that tournament too.
P.S. This past Saturday was La Fête Nationale (Bastille Day) here in France and while last year we celebrated it with a long weekend at French Mommy’s house
, this year we went on a staycation with my friend, Suzy-Q. It was a doozy and I’m going to tell you all about it real soon, right after my couch-cation.