Ya know, when you are in middle school and the socially- backward, scary kid snorts noodles up his nose? Yea, that is what I felt like this last weekend. Part of the holiday festivities included a good old fashioned "Watermelon Eating Contest." I attacked my melon with vigor. It was in my eyebrows and hair and definitely up my nose. The three boys all entered in their age brackets and I was convinced I would win the adult race. The competition was stiff! Although I was happy not to see any 85 pound Asian women. (They always win these events you know )
Other Competitors were:
Kristy: Who, truthfully, I really wasn't worried about, I mean she was wearing a moo moo. No one can win who's wearing a moo moo.
Shiny head handle bar mustache cowboy guy: Definitely a problem, but I still felt like I could take him.
Richard Canon: How competitive could an eye surgeon be?
Lori Canon: Let's face it. Eating is not Lori's strong point. She still makes fun of me for eating an entire cake every year on my birthday.
I thought I had the race when a fifteen year old girl (from my ward) came from behind and barely beat me. Maybe I should have snorted more up my nose. That might have given me the winning edge.