Game seven

I met Chad at 10 this morning for another round of golf. On the first tee and the first ball I hit what I believe is the longest, straightest ball I have hit and it felt great. Usually Chad, and the group he plays with, hits two off the first tee, but my first shot was soooo good that I didn’t bother to hit another, it would have been pointless.

On hole six we met Phil (Chad’s Dad) and Tina (Phil’s wife), Genny (Chad’s sister) and her husband Chad. On hole seven I made a wicked putt for par; my first par. I hit the ball to the right of the ole and the ball eased along the green and then turned left, drifted toward the cup and dropped in. It was a fantastic putt! And it looked almost as though I knew what I was doing, I wasn’t, but I took the credit anyway.

After the front nine Tina and Genny met Alison and Sara (THE Princess) at the pool and Chad, Chad, Phil and I started on the back nine and after fourteen Chad (my son-in-law) had to leave for his shit at the clubhouse, so Chad, Phil and I finished the back nine. I really struggled in the sand on fifteen, but still had a great game. It was only my seventh game and only my second 18 hole game and I shot a 109 and had par on holes seven and eight.

Yesterday Sharon and I worked on the fence and got quite a bit done. We put ten panels up and are half way thorough the rails.

The co-worker returned Friday about 11AM and took over standby.