The monster is asleep - poor little bugger has got a headache - giving me the perfect opportunity to blog about my (thus far) fantastic weekend. I've had a fair portion of buffalo wings. I've watched Stuck on You AND Calendar Girls. I've celebrated the most beautiful day Duluth has given us thus far this year. I've gone to the mall and bought one of everything at Target. But most importantly, I went mini golfing.

Nothing says summer to me like miniature golf and today, as I whacked around that bright purple golf ball under the penetrating warmth of the May sun with oldies blaring from the give-us-your-money-here golf hut, I wasn't with Darren. I was with my dad. I was with my dad for three reasons (let's lay this out like a beginning college course, shall we? Take good notes.) First, I was in the Duluth area (Superior counts). Second, it was sunny. But the real kicker was the oldies. Combine the three and I'm with my dad mentally, if not physically, every time without fail. I was glad I was actually with Darren though, because my dad always beats the piss out of me at mini golf. I'm am truly proud that I pounded (yes, pounded...by one whole stroke) my "naturally athletic" boyfriend. Yes, that's right. The chubby redhead whose boobs always left gaping holes between the buttons on her softball jersey beat the self-proclaimed natural athlete. He should probably rethink his self proclamations.

Even though I rode high off my win most of the day, I seem to be losing the buzz and moving into the morning-after phase. Does that even happen when you get high? I don't think so. But honestly, people, how the hell would I know? I've got a headache and my ears hurt and I've obviously been swallowing nails because my throat sure doesn't feel all that pretty. And to top it off, I feel like I'm getting the beginnings of a bladder infection. I had Dairy Queen earlier, which made me feel temporarily better (as Dairy Queen does), but now that the goods are gone I'm feeling it again. That's okay though, I'll probably live. All of this will really add to the finals week atmosphere that leaves us all lying on the floor, begging the good Lord to just take us, take us now and make all the papers and projects and exams go away.