Pat and I finally made it to the miniature gulf course that is down the street from us. It was a beautiful day and I had been wanting to go. We got our ball and club and started out pretty much on par. at about the 8th hole I bent over to set down my purse and almost flashed Rt 27. I turned around and asked Pat how proud he would be if I had flashed the road.
He replied, 'I would be much more proud if you had caused an accident'.
I suppose I should have expected that. Pat won by one hit, I'll get him next time.
We finished our date at a Thai restaurant that pat has been drooling over. I suppose it was good that neither of us loved it. The last one he really liked and I never wanted to go. Now neither of us will want to go, we will have to find a Thai restaurant that we both like (or go back to the one in Hawaii).
About Me
- Purduerose
- My name is Sarah. Welcome to my life. I have a bad memory and will enjoy reading this as time goes on, maybe you will too. I plan to write hair-brained opinions and observations , occasionally bash my husband of 4 years (he deserves it!), bash myself (decidedly less often), and otherwise amuse and embarass myself on the internet. Oh and I’ll kiss up to my husband occasionally just to throw him off. Feel free to comment on anything other then spelling and grammar, as I am beyond hope in those area's (so says My evil brother in law).
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