In the 8 years that I’ve owned these clubs I have played
with them once. I won that time, we went with another couple and Jedd & I
were a team and it was best ball or something like that, most important thing
is we won. Jedd’s dad has also played with them once. So they have been used
twice in 8 years. Great buy haha. As I clean up the loft I realize we have
moved these clubs four times, hahahahaha, I am so not taking up golf.
That’s right we finally did it, we found our house! As many of you know this has been a LONG process. We feel like lottery winners and thought what better way to share our enthusiasm about finally having found our dream house than to blog about it. We felt this would be a great way to not only communicate with our friends and family about the progress we are making with our house, but also a way for us to document the evolution of our home.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Loft clean up: Golf clubs...
Jedd is REALLY into golf. We met in Charleston and in
Charleston golf is a big deal. Now I’m going to tell you something…when girls
meet a boy they like they will sometimes pretend to be interested in the same
stuff they are interested in to establish something in common. It’s not exactly
lying; I mean I did think it was possible I could eventually be interested in
golf. I remember having a conversation with my friend Kylie about how it made
sense we (her and I) take up golf because being that we were in the accounting
field it would be useful since a lot of people (men) in accounting play golf.
Kylie and I had actually been to numerous lunches where the client, partner and
guys on our team would discuss golf. Do you know how many men were caddies
during the summer when they were younger? A freaking lot, yeah surprised me too.
While I was working waitressing jobs and babysitting these men were on the golf
course all summer.
So I meet Jedd and oh my freaking word is he into golf. So
we would have these “dates” where we would go out to some random field (wait
don’t get your hopes up this is going to end way different then you’re
expecting) and hit golf balls for hours. That’s right, in silence, hours of
hitting balls, chipping balls, walking out and picking them up with this little
ball pick up thing, and do it all over again. I’m pretty patient when I want
something (Jedd) and after a couple of these dates I did start to really
believe I could get into golf. You know with the right outfit anything is
possible. As we would be out there silently hitting away I would be mentally
making a list of all the cute outfits I needed to buy to make this hobby
happen. Everything had to be pink and black. The key would be finding the right
golf clubs…
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