A Fistful of Hollers

This past Saturday we celebrated the birthday of our friend, Chad. Chad's wife sent Chad and me to Signature Male, the man spa, for an afternoon of pampering. What a wonderful way to spend the afternoon. There's nothing quite like watching Iowa State beat Nebraska while getting a foot massage.

That night, the VWs, VLs and DCs all headed to Tassel Ridge winery for a murder mystery dinner. The six of us got on our western attire and rode the trail down to the winery. It was a lot of fun. Each of us received a character name (I was Wyatt Burp, Wendy was Sara Bellum), and during the dinner there were two actors who worked the crowd through various gags while setting up different characters and a sketchy story line.

By the time dessert was over, the actors had narrowed the list of suspects down to four or five and we had to guess who it was. The murderer was Shay (a.k.a. Sloopy Sales).