I'm sure that most of you ladies can sympathize with me when I say that I am sometimes a "Golf Widow". Just about as much as my husband can sympathize with all the other men that he is a "Scrap Book Widower" LOL!
The proof begins at a very young age (I would say around 3 1/2 or 4) when a boy learns to understand a couple rules of this wonderful game:
1. You can be as foolish and childish as you want, heck you are practically in the middle of the woods....
2. You are your toughest Critic...Especially when you are your own opponent!
3. There will be at least (1) shot that you wish you could take back....
(we call those mulligans)...
4. Somehow at least one of your friends seem to make it look flawless!
5. Just about the time you are starting to get into the groove.....the game is done!
After picking up clubs for the 1st time 2 years ago, I am beginning to understand the golf serenity that my Grandfather always spoke about.
The Fenns have found yet another sport to be Thankful fore!
2 CHEERS from the Crowd!:
Nice shots. Keep them coming you bloggin Mama. I think you are the ruler of this weeks blogs. Kudos
Very nice family hobby. Maybe one of your boys will be the next Tiger Woods--I hope I got his name right, I do not follow gulf.
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