Oh mulligans, jukeboxes and s’mores
I can’t believe the weekend is over. Sigh, I guess I was just having way too much fun.
So the birthday weekend can be classified as a success. Good times all around. Sure I was a little late getting to my own party [by like 5 minutes] but that’s just because I took a little bit longer than I had originally anticipated shopping at Old Navy.
I had a 30% coupon that was begging to be used. And used it was.
Anywho, the group met up at Scandia for my 28th Birthday Mini Golf Invitational and after joking about wagering a buck a hole, everyone got down to business once it was revealed that there would be a prize for the first place winner. There were was some good-matured jawing going on and even though I had removed myself from contention for the prize I was still getting accused of sneaking in before the party to practice, especially once everyone got a look at my newly gifted putter I was carting around. Oh the jokes. The jokes.
I started off really hot and then had a really bad hole and I just couldn’t recover from there. But no worries, I ended up about 6th out of 15 people so hey, not too bad. Though there were some hilariously errant hit golf balls and plenty of laughs. We ended up having a tie for first place so we trekked across the street to the batting cages where Mike and Pat had at it for the win.
And Mike emerged the victor:
After the award ceremony, we made our way up to the Original Mel’s diner in Vacaville for the post golf meal and general shenanigans; shenanigans that included me kicking the jukebox. Oh, the jukebox that was ATTACHED TO THE WALL.
Yup.
But I had such a great time hanging out with everyone that was able to make it up. Good friends, good food, good fun equals good times. And lest you believe the good times ended there, oh you’re wrong. After dinner a group of us headed up to Steph and Tim’s new house for what turned into an afterparty that included: s’mores!
Steph, Eileen, Cindy and I were hanging out in the living room when Tim popped in and said something about making s’mores and Eileen jumped on the idea so a few minutes later we were on our way to the grocery store to pick up supplies and back on the deck roasting marshmallows. And the jokes and giggles continued.
Ahhh, all in a day’s work.