My boy and I went golfing together the other day with my brother and his girlfriend.
I'm not going to lie, I pretty much hate golfing.
But, since my boy LOVES it SO much I try to at least tolerate it.
So being the nice wife that I am I went with him.
Not to golf. (I really couldn't swing a club and actually hit the ball to save my life).
I'm not even kidding.
But to drive the cart. Seriously it's a blast.
(Except when there is a steep hill with a lot of those bump things in it. Then it's freaky.)
Oh and to stand behind him when he swings and watch where his ball goes.
It's a hard job.
We had a lot of fun and I even sunk a putt with a left handed club.
(I hope I am using the golf lingo correctly.)
I can putt. I just can't do the really far swings. You know.
Anyway, I do enjoy watching my boy golf.
He looks so stinkin hot doing it.
Here are some pictures of our little outing:
I'm not going to lie, I pretty much hate golfing.
But, since my boy LOVES it SO much I try to at least tolerate it.
So being the nice wife that I am I went with him.
Not to golf. (I really couldn't swing a club and actually hit the ball to save my life).
I'm not even kidding.
But to drive the cart. Seriously it's a blast.
(Except when there is a steep hill with a lot of those bump things in it. Then it's freaky.)
Oh and to stand behind him when he swings and watch where his ball goes.
It's a hard job.
We had a lot of fun and I even sunk a putt with a left handed club.
(I hope I am using the golf lingo correctly.)
I can putt. I just can't do the really far swings. You know.
Anyway, I do enjoy watching my boy golf.
He looks so stinkin hot doing it.
Here are some pictures of our little outing:


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