Before I begin this not-tall-tale, please help Kari with some doggie questions so she can get her dear dh the perfect CHRISTmas present! Oh, and while you're there, enter her easy-peasy contest because it's easy and she's giving out 3 fantastico books by Nancy Leigh De Moss of Revive Our Hearts!!!
Now we bring you back to our regularly scheduled program:
Some of you may remember me lamenting the fact that my dear husband ordered over 1,000 golf balls off of e-Bay a couple of weeks ago (and fortunately, we did not pay $6,466,557 for them!). This transaction transpired immediately after I purchased my very own first set of golf clubs. Coincidence? I think not!
Anyhoo, all of this previous stuff is completely in the PAST and has absolutely nothing to do with the following scenario-- honest!
It was a beautifully clear and cool day. The perfect day to drop the baby off at a friend's house and hit a few golf balls at the driving range. I just love spending time with dh, especially outside. I couldn't remember the last time I spent more than an hour outside!
After hitting a few balls at the driving range (where I hit more than I missed-- yeeeehaaaw!), we headed over to the practice area. We decided to work on chipping out of the sandtrap. My first shot was pretty good...out of the trap and onto the green (you know, the part around the hole with the little flag). Second shot I missed. Completely. Didn't even make contact with the ball.
Now the third shot was going to be a winner! I bent my knees slightly, got close to the ball, and up it went! It looked to be the PERFECT shot...until...it hit my dear husband...where a man does not like to be hit...bullseye. He is doubling over in pain. I am doubling over in laughter. In between gigantic, roaring laughter I am able to eek out a weak "Are...hehehe...you....hahaha...okay, honey?!"
This old guy, I mean elderly gentleman driving by almost fell out of his golfcart as he witnessed the whole thing! Come on, it IS funny! Right??? It's a good thing that I don't have a powershot or anything, because then he would've really been in trouble! He totally underestimated my chipping ability...he stood too close and in the line of fire. I'm sure he will never do that again! LOL
The boys were having quite a good time imitating daddy. Uggghhh! Owwww! and then falling over.
That is funny!!!!
they love to love them and love to hate them..... :) funny funny....
Ps the she is miss julie who has told me for something like 3 weeks (probably more) that she will call me...even gone so far as to tell me when she'll call me...still no ringy ringy...she's bad very bad....
Oh. My. Goodness.
Methinks it is a wonderful thing you would like to consider adoption to add to your family in the future. 'Cause that may well be the only way it will happen.
I have a feeling he may be finding some creative uses for those golf balls...a little hot glue and a ribbon and they could look nice on your Christmas tree.
Until it falls over.
LOL - but trying to stifle it so I don't have to 'splain to the children.
BTW - my four-year-old announced her plans to marry a friend of hers. Not to worry. I'll set her straight. So, should we be adding golf lessons into our arrangement?
I responded to your post...
Who knew a guy needs a *cup* to play golf?!
now see? if golf was always that fun, then maybe i'd consider playing....
love jen, who is feeling less backed up than before
I don't think you would have hit him in the OUCH! if you were aiming.
Better luck next....for your husband that is.
And I'd always thought golf was boring!
You have SPARE crowns!?!
You won a puppy! You won a puppy! Congratulations!!!! You may pick him up on New Year's Eve at Jen's house!!!!
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