More day off stuff, specifically, golf......

I love having Monday’s off….while the rest of the world is dreading Monday morning….back to the commute and rush hour traffic…..I’m off to the golf course. Another picture perfect Michigan summer day.

There are usually three of us who play. I know that women have a bad reputation on the golf course for being slow, but that doesn’t hold true for all women. If there is no one in front of us, holding us up, we can play 18 holes in about 3 and ½ hours. (And that includes stopping at the turn to use the restroom and get a snack and a cold drink)

The golf course seems to be one of the last bastions of true male chauvinism. Since we play the same course all the time, everyone who works there, knows us. Many times when there have been only two of us, (and they pair us up with two men, to make a foursome,) the starter tells us that the two men groan upon finding out they have to play with two women. Then he laughs and tells the two men, “Good luck keeping up with them!” Ha! So there! Stuff it!

Granted, we don’t hit the ball as far as men, ergo, we don’t have to spend as much time looking for a ball that went into the woods or landed on another fairway. For some reason, men lose all sense of time when looking for a golf ball. They will spend an eternity looking! Just drop a new one and hit it! You’re wasting time! But of course, they will always have a rationalization for spending so much time looking.

The ranger drove by us yesterday and told us he had to tell the two groups in front of us to pick up the pace. Since we are usually the only women out there, you tell me who’s holding up the play.

Wow, got off on a tangent there……

Anyways…….we’re out there to have a good time. We don’t take it too seriously….bad drive? Hit another one! Lousy fairway shot? Hit another one! Why stress yourself out? What’s that? You think we’re wasting time by taking all these “mulligans?” We’re doing it BECAUSE we have the time! We’re right on the heels of the group in front of us…why just stand around on the fairway waiting for them to move along…..practice, take another shot! The group behind us has usually lagged so far behind, so they have no idea what we’re doing.

Okay, got that out of my system. All in all, it was a perfect day on the golf course. Then I got home to find that the dog had shit in the kitchen and the cat puked in my bed. Maybe we should’ve stayed and played another nine.