Thursday, July 19, 2012

The WHOLE Truth

Today was what you'd call a "balmy" kind of day.  It was overcast, which almost NEVER happens here this time of year. Instead we're used to living in a triple-digit oven from July 'til September. So needless to say,  it's very rare that we actually plan an outdoor activity during the summer, unless of course, it's swimming.

When I realized that it wasn't going to be a typical scorcher, I suggested to the girls that we finally use the mini-golf gift cards that Amanda had won like 5 years ago. That's right, she won some kind of drawing at school back in first grade, and we've sat on those babies ever since. Not sure why, exactly. It's not that I dislike miniature golf really, I guess it's just that I dislike it where we live. The weather just never seems to cooperate during the times that the girls are out of school. At least that's what I keep telling myself.

Okay, so we went. And it was SO fun, at first. 

Then after about 5 holes, Amanda and I realized that we were sweating bullets because it was so stinkin' HUMID. Oh my WORD!! We were DRIPPING, I tell you. D-R-I-P-P-I-N-G !!  So when I hit my ball into the water on the 15th hole (because I'm just that good), I was honestly grateful, 'cause now we'd be done that much sooner!!

After all was sweat and done, we made a bee-line for 7-11, as there was nothing else I could think of that would cool us down better than a super big Slurpee!! And I was right.

A few hours later, we were driving with Henry to Costco ...

Me: It was SO hot golfing this afternoon!

Henry:  Oh yeah?

Me:  Yeah. So we had to get Slurpees afterwards.

Amanda:  Yeah, the LARGE ones!!

I turned and gave her the, "You could have left out THAT detail" look.

Amanda:  And we finished them FAST too!  Especially MOM!!

Me:  Thanks.

Amanda:  Well you DID.

Me:  Yes, but did you know that you don't have to share every detail?

Amanda:  I'm just being honest.

Me:  Fine, but do you have to be BRUTALLY honest?!

Seriously?! Can't a gal inhale a large frozen beverage without it being broadcast to her husband?! Apparently not. Well, at least she didn't see me sneak those 2 cookie-dough balls from the freezer as a chaser to my HUMUNGOUS Slurpee. ;)


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