Aside from the Gaming Event on Saturday, it was a pretty hectic weekend nonetheless.
I’d been planning on Friday night being my “bachelor night,” as Margie would be off at the D&D game, and, once Kitten was asleep, I could focus on game prep. So I was more or less aghast when Doyce mentioned that the D&D game had been cancelled for the evening.
Well, Margie went over to the Testerfolks anyway, as did Randy, and the four of them did their part of the game prep for Saturday (e.g., checking skills to make sure there were no serious gaps) and doubtless told Nervous GM jokes.
As it was, though, I was able to finish up the prep I wanted to do, and really was ready to rock on Saturday. Even moved the game start time up a couple of hours, which worked just fine, as it turned out.
Sunday we had been planning on golfing, Doyce and Jackie and Margie and I. The ladyfolk have been taking intro lessons. So, a quick 9 holes of Par 3 at South Suburban sounded like it would be fun.
Well, it would have been more fun if I’d used my head about our tee time and made it around 1 p.m., rather than Noon. Somewhere with church and brunch, we lost track of time.
So there I am, calling up the sitter to find out if she can come a little early (11:30 rather than 11:45), and I’m glancing at the clock as I do so, and talking, and realize in midsentence that it’s actually 11:50 already. Eep!
A flurry of clothes changing and the like, and the timely (if late) arrival of the sitter, sent us roaring off the course, where we discovered …
… we’d missed our tee time.
But the starter promised to fit us in.
If there was a cancellation. Sh’yeah, right, on a pleasant Sunday afternoon, with all the starting times filled up until the evening.
A couple of buckets of balls, and a cool soda, later — we got called. Huzzah.
For the record, the ladies did pretty well. Indeed, Margie started off by shooting par on the first hole, winning it — and Jackie shot a bogie, beating Doyce. I was beginning to think we’d been snookered.
Things went a bit more predictably after that. I shot 4s all the way until 7, when my game fell apart.
All in all, an enjoyable interlude. We’ll have to do it again, soon.
Apres golf, we went to our house and grilled up some burgers and played Munchkin Fu. A good time was had.