This weekend I was able to visit my parents. Mom and I had a really good day finding all sorts of random things at the craft store. Then after a small dinner at the clubhouse we headed off to pick up our golf carts and tee off.
I’m what one might call “gifted” when it comes to playing golf. Apparently I can hit the ball fairly far and sometimes it will actually go in the desired direction… but only if there is a bird on the course in that area. Really. I actually hit a robin on the course. It wasn’t injured but it was rather upset that I dared interrupt its supper.
We had a great time and I was surprisingly not as sore as the first time I tried to golf.
Now fast forward to yesterday. I get a voice mail from my mother. Asking me if I wanted to be on a charity golf team. Yes, it is for a good cause. No, I’m not as bad a golfer as I think. I’m just concerned that I’ve never really played a whole game with realrules. We use an adapted rule system of sorts. It’s fun. But we’ve never kept score and I have no idea even how to keep score. With all that I’m still really excited about playing in the tournament.
Come watch if you dare… just don’t come dressed as a bird.