Enter the 2nd generation of Octoberfest, now "Festival", madness. I'm thrilled that I get to send Colin to the same school I went to. It is such an awesome feeling to walk on campus and feel like I'm back home. And Festival is just as huge as it was when I was growing up. Now that Rob and I are fully fledged members of the Filipino Association at the school, we've racked up more service hours in one weekend than we did all last year thanks to the Filipino Booth. Including prep on Thursday and Friday, that's 47 hours combined! We had to skip out on a lot of the food prep, but worked our butts off setting up tables, chairs, signs, filling orders, and selling, selling, selling. Thankfully, many people still made it out despite the unusually wet and drizzly weather and we netted a great profit from our booth alone.
All of the food was cooked by our *AMAZING* parents:
PANCIT
BBQ PORK & CHICKEN
WAITING TO FRY THE LUMPIA
HOMEMADE SWEET & SOUR
GRILL-MASTERS
And if helping out with the booth weren't enough, we were running around with Colin as he practiced and performed with other students from Grades 1-8 in their version of Michael Jackson's "Thriller". They performed on Saturday and at Sunday's talent show and have now been asked to perform for the school pep rally next Friday. The kids are amazing. And Mama is SO proud of her mini-Thespian!!! :)
MY ZOMBIE-fied KIDDO
WITH SOME OF HIS BUDDIES
ONE LAST REHEARSAL
TALENT SHOW FINALE
WAITING FOR THE GROUP PIC
Rob and I reserved Saturday as a day off from the food booth so we could enjoy the Festival as a family. So after Thriller that first day, we walked around with Colin and played some games and rode some rides. That is, until Mom wanted to hurl after "The Flamethrower" (I ain't as young and resilient as I used to be, apparently). In which case, I hijacked the car keys and slept it off in the parking lot while the boys spent some more ride tickets.
Needless to say, all three of us were pretty much zombies on Monday morning. It's taken a while, but I think I'm almost fully recovered (finally). Colin made it through the week just fine. Even Rob is alert, lol.
Here's to Festival: Year Two. Just seven more years to go (yikes)!! Thank God it only comes around once a year!
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