Monday, July 17, 2023

Links and Drinks

I spent the better part of Saturday on the golf course with my staff; we don't play golf, but we dress for the part quite impressively.

This year marked my fourth tournament for Not So New Job and I can honestly say that I've come a long way since 2020, when I was almost eaten alive by anxiety. Back then, every little thing that went wrong felt like a big, big thing, which, is ironic since that first tournament ran the smoothest of the four. This year was a shit show, due to issues with the golf course, but I never once felt anxious or stressed. Annoyed, hell yes; stressed to the point of a nervous breakdown (2020, I'm looking at you)? Not even close. In fact, I found a lot of humor in each challenge that the day presented, and, as my staff kept reminding me; even at our worst, we're still better than Jacob (former Executive Director, whose messes I cleaned up for over a year). We're thinking of having tee-shirts made that say exactly that.

Anyhoodle, in addition to my awesome staff and three of my amazing Board members, Erin and Kristi showed up to help. They always make the day fun and do a lot to remind me that my perspective sets the tone for everyone else. I'm going to miss them when they're gone; have I mentioned that?

The staff at the golf course was less than organized or prepared (they had a lot of sudden turnover in key staff in the month and week leading up to the tournament; namely, their general manage and their golf pro, who was supposed to participate in a Drive for Donation event for us, but, instead, dipped out with not a word to anyone. Seriously, one minute she was there and the next, she was gone. No explanation, no apology, nada. It was...annoying), but the golf course itself was gorgeous and all of the players had a great time.

This includes the Man-Cub, who played with Hugh's foursome and did a great job while he was at it.

While the Cub distracted Hugh, my staff  planted rubber snakes in his golf cart and golf bag, which provided several opportunities throughout the day for the Cub and his other two teammates to make fun of Hugh for screaming like a girl. Good times. 

We were quite pleased with ourselves for making it happen. We are also easily entertained, so there is that.

Although I was pretty beat by the end of the day, I did rebound long enough to host a small blind rose' wine tasting with Erin, Kristi and Shanti. It was on the Bon Voyage Bucket List and was meant to help me pick a wine for Mia's wine fountain at her shower next month. Imagine our surprise when the bottle that Erin brought, simply because the label cracked her up, took the grand prize. Snoop Dog; who knew?

The Cub acted as our sommelier, presenting the wines to us and eventually making the big reveal.

All in all, it wasn't a terrible way to spend the day, but I am definitely happy to be done with the tournament for another year. As an aside, my staff and I are going to be taking golf lessons from the golf pro at the course where the tournament will be held next year; he has a program called Wild Women Wednesdays and it's for beginners who want to learn how to play the game while drinking cocktails and bonding with other women. 

We couldn't sign up fast enough.

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