Yesterday, Matt (Brian's cousin) came over so we could work on the newsletter for the annual Knoll Family Reunion (aka "KFR"). KFR is a wonderful tradition and will be celebrating 28 consecutive years this March. Although there are 60+ members of the family, it is so neat to see and experience the closeness of such a loving family. And KFR is one reason why.
Each year, a newsletter accompanies the reunion, and Matt, Brian and I (and now Matt's wife, Andrea!) have put together the past seven. It is always so much fun to hear Matt and Brian reminisce -- and it seems their stories get better with each beer. (If you have ever read "The Onion", that is very close to their version of a family newsletter.)
Anyway, as per tradition, they were putting away a few beers while I was typing up their drunken scriblings. All of a sudden I heard some sort of commotion coming from the dining room so I went to check it out. Turns out we had a bat in the basement! This is our very first rodent of any kind and it completely freaked me out. Since I was the only sober one, I went back to the other room and decided to let them figure it out!
And of course I tried to take pictures without letting the bat inside the main part of the house. They got the darn thing after a few minutes but not without Matt injuring his hand. To which he replied, "It probably would've been a lot funnier if we were drunker."
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