Last Friday, I participated in The Intrepid Group's (my other job) annual golf tournament and discovered that although I have a dad that plays more golf than should ever be allowed, I'm no Tiger Woods.
Top 3 reasons I'll never be a golf pro: 1. I'm much better at driving the golf cart than the golf ball.
2. I think they'd frown upon my full spin following my swing.
3. The divots I made in the grass usually flew further than my ball.
While I may not have been the most skilled golfer, my team managed to win a few prizes. Can't complain about the $115 in gift cards I walked away with. All in a days work.
6 comments:
Whew...that's GOOD. The pictures are really cute too. I kept expecting to see your dad in one of those pictures.
i bet this was the happy place you went to when we thought there was a burgular in the house and we needed to think positive thoughts to distract ourselves. my happy place is sitting on cougar campus with you and whit drinking a sodie and telling you all about adventures in love, and trying to convince you to love nick.
That looks like fun, and I'm sure your dad is proud! You make a cute golfer!
You do make a cute golfer. Remember when we hit glow-in-the dark golf balls into the field behind your house? If that was any indication of my skills, I'm pretty sure my team wouldn't have even made it out with a 115 dollar gift card:)
Dude, you should take up golf just because you look so cute in the outfit! Whose clubs did you use?
i think our teams were grateful for our skills.
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