Golfing

Today I had a golf tournament with my mother and our friend, Peggy. What a great day! It was warm, and sunny, and beautiful. we have done this tournament for a few years now, and sometimes it is miserable. It's usually the first Tuesday of September. Last year it was so windy the ball fell off the tee a few times in the wind! The year before I wore my jacket on my legs like pants, and golf gloves like mittens.

I am not a good golfer. I manage to hold my own, most of the time. But, I am fun! And Funny (scrappin' friends!). So, I go along for comedic relief. My mom and I do a few tournaments a year together. The ones where she really wants to win; she does not invite me! My mother is an excellent golfer. Lots of people know her, and know that she is good. She's a ringer. I am not. I have no natural ability, at all. None. Zip. Zero.

In fact, a few years ago my dad was worried about why I wasn't getting any better! He even took my mom aside and asked her, "why isn't Kandi getting any better at this game??". I simply don't care. At all. I'm just happy to get out. But, because it was worrying my dad, and I do no like to like a fool, I started to try.

Today was fun. We won our flight! We actually won money! And, in a crazy act of luck, I took $20 and brought it to the casino, and won $100! I now have enough money to buy all of my fence posts for the goat fence. What a great day! Thanks mom! Thanks Peggy! Thanks to Haylie for babysitting, for for Eric for always supporting whatever craziness I get myself into.