57-58

Well it’s Monday -and here I am posting like I said I would. But you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to hear about the great weekend we had.  All I’ll say is: the wedding was wonderful, seeing old friends was SO incredible, and I read The Shack, which proceeded to take everything I’ve ever known about my relationship with God and rock me with it. In a good way.  You should read it -and then tell me what you learned.

So, as I said – all that will wait until tomorrow when I can upload pics to my computer.  Because really-  what’s a post about a wedding without wedding pictures?  I know – a crappy one.

 

So, what’s with the 57-58 you ask? Well tonight, Ben and I thought we’d take advantage of the glorious weather and go mini-golfing. Now if you know me/us at all, you’ll know that there may or may not be a competitive streak that runs through us both.  So, naturally we just had to bet something on this game.  It’s always hard to know what to bet with your spouse.  I mean any bets that involve money don’t really do us any good.  His money’s mine, my money’s his – somehow it just loses the excitement to know that if I win 20 bucks off of Ben, it’s coming out of my spending money.

BUT – the one tried and true item to bet on – at least in our house – is massages.  Oh sweet massages.  So, that’s what was up for grabs – a 30 minute, guilt-free back massage.  Ben was fairly confident he could take me in this one (since he actually does golf, and I have so little skill, that when I go to the driving range and take a shot, I can physically walk off my tee, take a few steps and retrieve the ball I just hit). So he eagerly accepted. 

BUT – tonight was a different story.  I was pretty much awesome and he…well, let’s just say he capped off at the maximum amount of strokes a couple of times.  And in the end, after a long, well fought battle, I came out on top beating him by 1 stroke.  57 to 58. 

I think I’m going to start tensing all my back muscles now, just because I can.