On Thursday Michael and I went mini-golfing. This may be his attempt to tell me I need to step up my golf game and get out on the links, we have to start somewhere. Usually, a friendly game of mini-golf is cause for humorous putting, unbelievable high scores, and the jokes quite often on me. For some reason, I've never been a stellar golf player. But, this summer, that must change. I want to do business on a nice, fancy golf course. Put on a golf pleated skirt, matching polo, and some snazzy golf shoes. Before I buy a new wardrobe, I need to know how to swing properly. I'm learning the fine qualities of a good beer, and now I must learn to golf. I held my own Thursday afternoon and I'm pretty sure the only reason we tied is because he was keeping score, and I never got a change to double-check his calculations... otherwise I'm fairly certain I would be the mini-golf champion. For the first time in my LIFE.
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