Friday was the third annual “Koala Open” golf outing at my work. The whole event is in honor of a co-worker that passed away a few years ago, and all of the proceeds go to an education fund for her two little boys. On top of that – you get a free half day off work – who could pass that up? :wink:I did go into work from about 8 to 11 to tie up any outstanding issues – and took the best breakfast around with me:At 11, I ran home to pick up all my golfing supplies – and got right back on the road. I knew lunch at the golf course was going to be all beef hotdogs, so I snacked on a z-bar in the car instead.The event is a golf “scramble” (Let me clear this up – I’ve touched golf clubs twice in my life, once was just at a driving range, and once was with some of my girlfriends in high school just goofing around) – with teams of 4.
Look at this hot guy who I convinced to be on my team:Get a free day off of work, AND get to play with my super hot husband? Gee, you’ll have to twist my arm. :razz:
The rest of our team:Tracy J. and Traci K.! :grin:
As the day progressed, we realized very quickly that we were the worst team out on the course, but that was okay, because we were really having a blast. Here’s the very serious balls that Tracy brought along for us to you:Who wouldn’t take us seriously? :wink:
Here I am, loving the gorgeous day we had, and throughouly enjoying myself and the company I was with:I did a pretty decent job golfing all things considered. Somtimes, I’d barely connect with the ball, and it would dribble about 20 feet ahead of our current spot, and other times, I really connect with it – but it always hooked WAY to the right.
One of the best swings I had for the day – went so far – we had to go searching for it. When we found it – look what I had done:Or at least I thought I was that strong and awesome (so did my team) for about 30 seconds. Then we found my actual ball, which looked exactly like this one, just completely intact. Turns out, I’m not Hercules! :shock:
Eye candy on the green:It took us from noon until about 5:30 to complete the 18 holes – and while we really had a great time – our team was TIRED and ready for it be over by hole 16. We came in a good 30+ over par! :lol:
When we got back to the clubhouse, they had our dinner party ready. I was able to get a Boca burger, which made me super excited because I was starving – and I grabbed a big heaping portion of cheesy potatoes, since I’d really only eaten a a z-bar since breakfast (and maybe a few RedVines and Miller Lites on the course!) :razz:Side salad to go with it all:The awards started up at we were finishing dinner, and my team OBVIOUSLY had zero hopes of winning anything. That was – until we heard them announce there was a prize for last place – then all of our ears perked up.
Sure enough – WE WON!We got the “Booby Prize” – and each member of the team got an award, as well as a certificate for a free bucket of golf balls at the driving range. Not too shabby, huh?? :wink:
After we’d dropped off our borrowed golf clubs, and picked up pretty Lando, we headed out to the bar for a few drinks. We didn’t stay out too late, and it was a fairly low key night – but I had to show this to you guys.
There’s a newer smoking law in Cleveland, where you HAVE to go outside to smoke now (you used to be able to smoke in bars as late as 2007 I think!) – and when it changed, I was SO happy because I didn’t have to wake up stinking like an ashtray just because I’d gone to the bar the previous evening.
I know some of my smoking friends weren’t happy, and I understand that. It also appears these bar patrons aren’t too happy about it. This couple left their drinks unattended to go outside and smoke – and left this sign:I figured out the letters at the bottom immediately. I don’t know why, but it just clicked. Let’s see how crafty you are, what do you the “PLMFDA” stands for? :grin: