Rarely will we schedule two big activities for one day. Last Saturday was different. Long after we booked our tickets for the train, we were invited to celebrate my dear friend's birthday at Barton Creek Resort. It was slated to be a skating party with a wintery theme but it was in the mid 80s and the rink melted. We played some golf and thoroughly enjoyed the sunny day. My friends and I could happily spend days running about.
The resort is perfectly lovely. My mom should hate it because of its devastating environmental impact (see The Unforeseen) but, wow, what a beautiful job they did with the resort. And my favorite bridge is on the road leading to it.
After a round of golf (I beat my dad, again) and chasing around with my friends, I ate an amount of fondant that would make the average person vomit. It may have been the most delicious cake ever baked.
Even though I was overtired and a bit cranky (only when my parents tried to bring me inside but that is typical), this was the best birthday party ever hosted. What a joy it is to be friends with Ava. (She might be the female equivalent of me.)
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