Here I am, abiding to the strict dress code of this fancy golf course, which clearly doesn't include shoes. Figure it was better for the grass than my heels. I could never afford to be here, not that I'm a golfer, but we had an offsite at a golf course and putting and driving were part of the reception.
It's hard to drive without a target, so good thing these wild turkeys came along. Could definitely never accuse my co-workers as being members of PETA.
Mmm...gold coated coffee bean shaped chocolate.
Even made it home in time to put one kid to bed.