I know it's the middle of July, but I honestly haven't had the chance. I've
helped my sister move, taught band camp for a week, spent a week
going to funerals, and mom has this idea that I should do things around
the house this summer.
Oh, and I have become rather addicted to golf since I started my golf
classes the first of June. We have our last class this coming week, but
I've been to a driving range, course or practiced here almost every day.
I wonder how many golf balls (the plastic variety perhaps?) I could loose
if the folks at River Ranch let me bring a couple of clubs and hit balls out in
the meadow? That would be the life wouldn't it? Nude golf -- yeah, that's
it -- we need a nude golf course!
By the way, every golfer should have "moniker." Well, mine has become the
color-coordinated baseball caps and barrel hats that I wear. At least my head
doesn't get sunburned.