After a long night of “cool kid” activities, it was somewhat difficult to get moving and onto the golf course for the 3rd annual “Skip out on the family” golf game. With the others asleep or not in attendance, Lars and I became the only two to have played all three years. Though we did get Davidson out there this year and one of Lars’s buddies (who’s name eludes me), so that was a nice addition. The day turned out to be sunny and even somewhat warm. And despite being too tired to properly swing a club, we actually played fairly well. This was Davidson’s first time actually playing a round of golf, and he made plenty of mistakes. But by the end of the round, he was making some fine shots and could be better than me with very little effort. Not that being better than me is necessarily something to be proud of.

The afternoon was filled with the traditional “Hall House Hot-tamale Hoedown”. I’d love to be able to fill in a bit more about this adventure, but I wasn’t there and Andrew didn’t bother to tell me anything about it. So I guess you’ll just have to make up some stories.

The reason I wasn’t at the tamale-feed was because I headed down south to Camano Island to have St Present’s Eve with Stacey’s family. We ate a staggeringly good roast, drank some tasty drinks, opened presents, and raced slot cars on David’s giant new slot car track (sadly, Stacey is better than I am at the slot-cars, very embarrassing). Unlike previous years, Stacey and I actually had a guest bedroom with something larger than a twin bed. So we enjoyed family until late in the evening and then had a fine night’s sleep.