Noses. Knees. Flour Fight.

Most of Blake's family on his dad's side were not able to make it to our wedding.  So, they threw a party for us this weekend.  And I mean...it was a PARTY!! We had tons and tons of food.  Potatoes.  Meat.  Fruit.  Rolls.  Cheesecake.  Salad.  Oh my goodness.  And it was all so delicious.  We played some Polish games.  Yes, polish.  I guess Polish wedding go on for two days, and they play a ton of games one of the nights for like six hours.  Well, we had the chance to play three of the games.  Here is how it all went...

1. I was sent away and blindfolded, while six guys lined up.  I was brought back and had to touch each of their noses to determine which was Blake.  Caralina (our Polish cousin-in-law?)  guided me.  I narrowed it down to two noses.....and I was a winner.  I was able to pick out which was my husbands.  Then it was Blake's turn.  He did the same instead he had to touch six girls knees.  He narrowed it down to three of us.  That was the easy part (2 of them were little girls and 1 was a man).  He then narrowed it down to me and his cousin......and couldn't get it.  We stumped him.  But, it's okay.  I forgive him.

2. Blake and I sat back to back.  I gave him one of my shoes, and he gave me one of his shoes.  We were asked a series of questions and had to raise the shoes of that person that we thought was a better fit.  Questions like: Who is the better driver?  Who said I love you first?  Who spends more?  Who will be in charge of the money?  Who usually starts the fights first?  Who will be the one to take out the trash?  Who usually is first to say "I am sorry."?  Who will be the one to do the dishes?  Who is a better dancer?  And so on.  (I still don't know what he answered, but I have an idea by how the family was laughing.)

3. A $5 bill was put at a table.  Blake and I sat across from each other.  We were to both blow at the money.  If the money landed on my side because Blake blew harder then he was going to be in charge of the finances.  But, if I blew harder and the money ended up on his side, then I would be in charge of the finances.  So, they gave us a practice round.  Then came the blindfolds.  3-2-1 BLOW!! I guess I blew harder and Blake was quick to figure out that there was not a $5 bill there.  Next thing I knew he was throwing flour at me.  So I joined in on it.  And started to throw it back.  (I wish I had a picture of what we looked like.  Covered in flour.)

We had a fun weekend spending time with all of Blake's family.  They are all fun, beautiful, and kind people.  It is great getting to know them better.