The Annual Saddle Exchange

Every other year we have custody of a saddle that belonged to John's grandpa. We figure it must be over 100 years old. Tonight we had our annual get-together with the cousins that have the saddle during the time we don't to exchange it. It's always fun to get together with them and catch up on what they've been doing. We took them to the new restaurant in town, where we all tried the enchiladas. They were okay, but not as good as Booga Reds.