Golf and a funny gift
My husband, dad, and I went golfing on Good Friday at my old stomping grounds from high school. It was a beautiful sunny day and so wonderful to not be at work. But it was no ordinary day of golf, because my husband had a gift for me. I should have known he was up to something, because he ran off to Target that morning while I was in the shower and came back with a strange excuse and a bag of chocolates. But, I clearly haven't learned better in the 4 years I've known him, so I accepted the excuse and moved on. Later on at the golf course on the first tee, he pulled a kid's plastic sand shovel out of his bag and handed it to me, saying that he got it for me to help me out of the sand. Ha. Funniest gift ever. A little cocky, you might say, thinking I'd need help out of the sand? Well, he unfortunately had good reason. The weekend prior I played one of the worst rounds ever, after getting stuck in a san...