Memorial Day weekend started early for us. My husband took a day off work, we poured our coffee into to-go cups and drove the kids to school on the way to the course. The golf course. To play golf.
I know! That’s what I said: I don’t play golf!
It all started at the school auction where my husband won several games at Top Golf. There’s only three in the U.S., and one of them is right in our backyard. The best I can describe it is that it’s like bowling, only with golf. We’ve had such great fun through this rainy spring season playing golf there with our kids.
Today was my first day on a real course. We played 9 holes on a par 3 (am I saying this correctly?). My husband gave me one of his monogramed golf balls to start. It took me 4 tries to hit it into the hole by the first flag.
On the second hole, concentrating very hard on all the things I’d been told (there’s so much to remember! Keep your left arm straight, relax, draw an imaginary straight line on the ground with the tip of your club as you swing, use your core to pull your swing, don’t try to kill the ball, make your club do the work for you, keep your eye on the ball, don’t lift your head…those of you who play have already heard all of this a gazillion times I’m certain. So I digress.), I wasn’t aware at first that I was no longer aiming at the monogrammed ball. Right about the time I noticed the sand trap, I saw he’d replaced the cute little sentimental ball with one stamped PRACTICE. !
Walking along the course, birds chirping background to a perfect Northern Virginia day, I caught myself really, really, really enjoying life.
We topped tonight off with dinner out with longtime and dear friends. Such a great way to start a holiday weekend. And even when it’s over, the end of the holiday means the opening of all the local pools and the beginning of summer. I love this time of year.
Have a happy and safe Memorial Day!