FOUR…not rain or snow or sleet or hail can keep my honey
from his latest addiction! He has become
a four-season golfer. Now, I don’t mean
traveling to warm and sunny locations during the cold, wintery months…although
he does that also…I mean being creative and finding ways to play year-round
golf…here…in snowy, cold Pennsylvania.
Lately my honey has decided to “up” his game, so he is
taking lessons AND watches every golf coach known to man on the Golf Channel
or the computer. He practices all the
time. In the house, in the mancave, and
probably in his dreams!
One of his newest mancave toys is a golf simulator where he
plays golf every day, and sometimes is joined by one of his golfing
buddies. He has purchased special clubs
and gadgets to help correct what is wrong with his life-long swing. He is determined to “get it right” so he can
play out his retired years the correct way.
Today I looked out the window and found him standing in the
driveway hitting balls towards the creek.
Not sure what happens when it is mowing time. Maybe at Easter we can do a “golf ball hunt”
instead of an “Easter egg hunt”! FORE!!!
