We’ve spent A LOT of hours at the beach and the pool over the last few days (especially Monday, when Melanie, the kids and I swam to Cuba, but that is another story for another time), so today we decided to mix it up and go play a few games. There’s a big Kids’ Adventure Extravaganza-type place not too far down the road, so we set off in that direction around 9:30 this morning.
It’s important for you to understand that by 9:30 this morning, it was already – and this is just an approximation – 172 degrees outside with a crisp relative humidity of 468 percent. So it was very cool and refreshing. Breezy, really.
When we pulled up to the World-O-Golf-N-Stuff, we immediately decided we needed to commemorate the day with a picture, so the young’uns hopped into an abandoned pirate ship and indulged us.

I would’ve snapped a few more, but quite frankly I was burning up and ready to walk into the air conditioned arcade. We knew that putt-putt was going to be the first activity on our agenda, and I felt like I needed to stockpile all the air conditioned moments I could before I spent an hour trying to hit a golf ball around all manner of tricky obstacles. I mean, I know the PGA Tour is tough and all, but even those golfers don’t have to contend with trying to sink putts in some sort of cave or fiery volcano.
We got to choose between two putt-putt courses, and when Caroline deferred to Alex on the course selection, he went with Lost Lagoon. I was under the impression that Lost Lagoon was a nine-hole course, but it was actually eighteen. Clearly the Lost Lagoon doesn’t mess around, and I don’t mind saying that the course conditions were brutal. While the front nine boasted a good bit of shade, the back nine was so treeless that 1) I stopped at the 13th hole to put sunscreen on my flip-flopped feet and 2) at one point I contemplated crawling underneath a very small oleander bush in the hopes of escaping the blazing sun.
In the end the heat was totally worth it, though, because we had ourselves a blast. Melanie shot about 42 under par and, in all honesty, played the putt-putt game of a lifetime. Caroline knocked the fire out of the ball on more than one occasion and shows great putt-putt promise. Alex could’ve cared less how he did because he was so enthralled with watching everybody else play (if he said, “AWESOME SHOT, MISS MELANIE” once, he said it thirty times), and I shot a solid 36 over par and easily lost two to four pounds of water weight.
So I guess today taught us that Melanie is going to join the LPGA, Caroline is going to apprentice as Mel’s caddy so that she can learn the ropes of the game, Alex is going to be a play-by-play announcer, and I’m going to be the crazy, overheated bystander who follows everybody from hole to hole and looks for shade under shrubbery.
Sounds like we have ourselves a plan.









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