Birdies, Bogeys and Eagles
FORE!!!
Today I am going to talk golf. I just passed the year mark from my
first lesson but I have learned far more than just how to play golf.
Last week the Boy Scout and I went to one of our favorite courses
and I found out that I simply had forgotten how to use the sticks packed in my
bag. My trusty gap wedge and 8 iron had minds of their own and they were not
interested in meeting the Titleist #4. Not much was working. Despite that fact
and since we had had a bit of a problem the week before that required a PEP
talk from the BS, I kept up pretty well. I stopped myself from being too
negative and felt proud when we finished up.
Afterwards we stopped and had a nice dinner and beer (hahahaha,
don't mind telling you that sounds so weird coming from me, but I'm still
keeping an open mind) and a review of the day. He remembers each and every shot and always points out my good ones. My man loves this game. He
shared it with his father first, then with special friends and for business. It's a
great way to spend an afternoon, talking, laughing (sometimes arguing) and
enjoying each others company...him with a warmth that permeates each shot and
with sage advice to this novice who has fallen in love with him and his game.
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