I went mini-golfing with a friend of mine I knew from college the other day. She got married a month ago and I have not seen her since she left for her honeymoon. I am so proud of her for finally getting married; she and her new husband have been dating forever. We had a running joke about her marrying her husband for the longest and I remember telling her that if I got married before she did we could not be friends. I consider her one of my best friends and we have been for a long time so I feel almost as proud as her parents. So it did not matter that I am horrible at mini-golf, and if you do not think that is possible, watch me play. She told me she was going to buy one of those golf aid books for me for my birthday because I take forever at every hole. But I figure, it gives us more time to talk anyway, and she does not mind either, just makes fun of me. This last time we went at night so that was even worse. The fact that I am horrible at it in the first place, coupled with not concentrating on the game as much as our conversation and the night made for an especially long game. I lost quite a few balls. Sure there were lights on the course but again, this is me so it did not make too much of a difference. I did feel proud however when I got the ball in the hole on the first try of the eighteenth hole. I got treated to coffee afterward for my amazing accomplishment. I am happy to see that marriage has not changed her sense of humor.