Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Cow Patty Country Club

My in-laws are members of a country club in a teeny tiny country town. We call it the Cow Patty Country Club because we tease that you have to step over cow patties to get to your golf balls. The club boasts a charming old club house ($40 to rent and that's a price increase) where we celebrated Hayden's birthday celebration and a beautiful pool we were lucky enough to enjoy alone for most of the afternoon.

It was a very small gathering with just us, grandparents, and my sister Krista and her son, Cade, so it was the perfect size...just enough people to call it a party.

It was all great fun. And with accommodations like that, I'll step over cow patties any day.

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