Remember the post I wrote about Our Crazy Summer? Well this is about the ONLY weekend we got to spend together this summer. I mean full fledged had nothing schedule except the seat of our pants. on Saturday, I had made an appointment for my eye doctor to get an Rx for my contacts and some back up glasses. On our way into San Antonio, we stopped by the new Dunkin Donuts in the Stone Oak area. Because obviously. America runs on Dunkin and all. Geez I wish they would put one in our town. In our town none of the Starbucks have drive-thrus and Einstein’s coffee is ehhhhhh. Hopefully one day.
So we made it to my eye appointment and then swung by Mike’s optometrist to see if there were any glasses he would like. Somehow we lucked out recently with badass vision insurance at his job and it would be fairly inexpensive. This man has had the same glasses since I met him in 2007 and the cat chewed the rubber pieces off by the ear section. Sometimes he could clearly see out of them other times not so much. He ended up with a nice Nike pair that make him look even more sexy than he is already. I decided to try on a few pair and naturally gravitated to the Coach section without realizing it. (My current pair in the Dunkin Donuts picture are Coach.) Mike says it’s because I have champagne taste on a tap water budget. Pshhhhh whatevs. I tried this red pair on about three times and couldn’t stop thinking about them. As I was taking a picture of these to remember when I come back later to purchase them… this happens. Yeah that’s my manchild photobombing my picture.
After all that we did a little shopping. I was looking for a particular item that caused us to take advantage of a “Buy one, get one 1/2 half off” sale at a shoe store so we got new tennis shoes. We went by a few other stores but those were definitely a need after tearing up ours from working at Schlitterbahn all summer. By this point we are starving. The one place I was really excited to try for lunch was closed so we tried Freetail Brewing instead. It’s a microbrewery on the North Central-ish side of San Antonio. It was actually fairly good. We’ll definitely try it again.
For Sunday I surprised Mike by telling him that we were going golfing and I would let him teach me how to golf. (When I say TEACH me, I mean that in the physical sense. I know enough about the GAME of golf that I can hold my own in a conversation with someone. I just get super frustrated when I miss that stupid little ball and it’s still sitting there post-swing.) I swear the look of excitement on his face was so cute. After brunch we were going to go to a local place but it looked like rain so we did a little shopping and headed to Austin. My BFF mentioned Top Golf and we decided to try it. Luckily we got in right before noon and got the half price special. I will say that it was a smidge pricey if we hadn’t gotten in at half-price. It’s a great date night idea, especially if you can get a few friends to go and share the cost of a bay.
Mike of course was able to whack it all the way to the back but he’s been playing for YEARS. He set me up with the basics and I then proceeded to down two beers to help me get through this rough experience. It was frustrating. There were many a times I said “Your turn!” because I was about to throw the damn club into one of those nets. (LoL I have anger issues with that little ball, don’t judge.) Mike teases me that I’m a perfectionist, well yeah I’d like to do it properly so I don’t pull something and then limp like an old person afterwards. How many times did I swing and miss but never took my eyes off the ball? Several. How awkward was it to keep my arms in the same place and only use my hips. Tremendously awkward. But as soon as I got into a groove… WATCH OUT! I hit fairly straight too. *When I do hit it* 😉 By the time we finished our hour, we were all kinds of sweaty and gross. It was beyond humid that day. Then we headed home.
All in all it was a fun weekend. It was nice to FINALLY spend some quality time with my long lost husband. Even though by that evening we were asking each other “When do you go back to work again?” (That’s our teasing way of saying “You’re being a pain in my arse.”) Two full days together is sufficient for us. LoL I really do love him. Or I wouldn’t have put up with him for 7 years.
OH! I started looking around online for a set of golf clubs that I could piddle around with until I got good enough to buy a nice set. Craigslist? Bust. They (multiple posters) wanted like $300 for clubs from the 80’s that probably haven’t seen the light of day since 1995. Really? No. Dick’s was still a little pricey for my taste. I got on our local facebook trade group and posted an “ISO” thread (In Search Of, for those over the age of 40). A guy messaged me saying his wife wanted to sell hers & I could have them for $100. I sent the picture to Mike and he said to take it! OOOOOOK. I met up with him, got the clubs, and showed Mike. He says they are actually a nice brand. I’m more worried about the thrown up pepto look all over it. Ugh. So. Much. Pink. Whatever they will serve a purpose. Now that I finally have my own set, we are on a mission to scope out local driving ranges to practice on. I’ll keep y’all posted.