My honey loves to golf.
The other weekend? He shot a 73. One over par. One over par! I know very little about golf, and even I recognize the impressiveness of that score.
I went on my first ride-along of the season this weekend, and when I wasn't busy driving the cart on the green (apparently this is a no-no), or accidentally talking in the middle of someone's back swing (how much of a jackass am I, seriously?), I took some pictures.
No, I was not golfing. I'd be willing to bet that even those of you who don't know me find the idea of me golfing a hilarious joke. I have absolutely zero patience and don't really like light beer. I would be a horrible golfer!
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