Backyard-lympics!

I don't know why it's so much fun to hurl heavy metal objects towards my friends, but anytime I go to a party with a horseshoe pit, I'm all in.

A nod to my Italian heritage. If you've never played bocce, it's essentially a mix of horseshoes and skee-ball. You have a long pit as the playing area; toss a small out as a target, then throw your larger balls, trying to get closer to the target than your opponent.

Volleyball manages to be one of those games that we all think we can do, but it ends up just being moment after moment of everyone saying "I thought you had it!"

I have a gigantic family, and when you get us all together, add up my aunts/uncles/cousins, we can actually field two full baseball teams. Obviously the skill level varies with age, so we usually stick to wiffle ball.

If I ever have doubts as to whether or not I have hippie blood running through my veins, I can always remind myself that in the back my car I have at least 20 frisbees. Heavy duty pro frisbees, lightweight beach frisbees, promotional ones from various businesses, even those ones that are just big plastic hoops; I got 'em all.