A big theme for my life this summer is "change of plans." Last week, this meant foregoing LeAnn Rimes & Gnarls Barkley for MiniGolf & Go-Carts. I change my plans a lot, but this post isn't about indecisiveness or how stormy it was all weekend, because there is something more pressing to discuss. That's right, I won a game of Mini Golf for the first time ever. I putted two under par at Volcano Falls in Rockford, IL running on only the power of tuna fish and Triscuits. I know, I know. I'm massively impressive. 
We were initially a little concerned about getting everyone in considering the 58" minimum height requirement, but on our tip-toes, both Ashley and I made it over the bar.
Above: Hazel '11 starts off the round at the first hole. Behind her, JuliaBeloit, Bridget '08, and CaitlinBeloit.
After 18 holes, we settled back on the track for some automotive harassment by Ashley. She's the one in the pink car. If I had any nagging concerns about her abilities behind the wheel before putting her in a Go-Cart, last Thursday only served to confirmed them. Just goes to show you can take a girl out of Massachusetts, but you can never teach her how to drive responsibly.Messages to take home: I'm a winner. Go-Carts are winners. Drive safe, Massachusites.
