Howling at the Moon

There is a weird thing here in Yuma. On the night of a full moon they have a big party out in the desert and it is called "Howling at the Moon". They set up a stage and play music and everyone brings there chairs and favorite beverage and party, complete with vendors! They have a 50/50 drawing. They called the last four digits, which I had. Peggy never saw me run so fast. Turns out, when they checked all the numbers on the ticket, I was a loser.

The stage and dance floor (Desert Dance Floor).

Peggy and I drove the Reeper out to the party.

Harry and one of the younger Howlers.

Just starting to come over the mountains. 

What a good time, everyone howls at the moon and 10 minutes later everyone takes off and the party is over. Us Old people do not like to be out too late!  

We even get a little air show.

I am looking forward to the next full moon.

Our friends Jeff and Diane have come down to the park. So it's time to party even more.

We went bowling at the park bowling alley and had a ton of fun. Jeff and Diane's daughter, Shantel is here for the holidays. 

  We suck at bowling! But the park has a real nice bowling alley.

Shantel got Jeff a Corn Hole game for Christmas. We set it up and had a little tournament. My arm is still hurting from bowling and Corn Hole. I hope it doesn't screw up my Golf game. 

Oh, we went to the tamale festival in Somerton, AZ. As you can see, Jeff and I had a lot of fun.

We had Christmas dinner at the party hall in the park. The food was very good.

Our Christmas tree with lights.

Throw Back Picture of the Blog.

 Biff and Cliff meet Santa.

Live Happy and Always Go Big.