Didn’t get to play today. Kid’s Sunday school was at 9 and Mrs. Jelopster was helping teach. The local country club (not a member….hopefully some day!) boarders the church property. I had an hour to kill between dropping them off and the start of church so I did what any sane person would do: drove slowly around the roads bordering and intersecting the club and lived vicariously through those on the course, range, and practice area. Not many golfers out there today so plenty of open fairways for me to imagine myself hacking around.
It killed the hour and gave me plenty of time to finish my coffee.
