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Shank, bogie, hook, put, drive, pitch, waggle...WHAT?

Sam and I golfed for the first time today with our third set of "Greenville Parents." (Everyone likes to adopt us here. I think it's because we're such suckers for free food and people take it as us liking them...though we DO really like them.)

Let me start off by saying that golf carts are my type of ride. They have these sweet emergency brakes on them and little cup holders with holes for your tees...simply adorable! AND they beep when they go in reverse. I was prepared to create the beeping noise as I put mine in reverse; then, to my delight, the machine did the beeping for me! What a dream.

I wouldn't go far enough to say that golfing is a dream, though. Thankfully, Sam is just as skilled at golfing as I am. So the level of competition didn't drive either one of us into fits of rage. We laughed at eachother non-stop as our "parents" gave technical advice on grips, foot-placement and follow-though. Of course, hitting myself with my own club brought about a giggle or two as well.

We did get better as the afternoon progressed. I eventually learned not to bounce like Tigger during my back swing. Sam tried a left-handed driver on our 6th hole and realized that he probably should have used left-handed clubs for the previous 5 holes...he is left-handed, you know!

It was definitely an entertaining afternoon. You gotta understand what we went through. We started golfing at 2:30 and...

9 lost balls, 10 black fly bites, 1 broken driver, 1 cart flat tire, 2 mini-hurricanes, 1 muddy shoe, 7 out of 9 holes, and 4 hours later, we decided we'd had enough and went out for chinese. Golf, anyone?