Last night, for FHE, we went to the driving range. I've golfed once in my life, on a "date" when I was 16, I think. Maybe 15. Either way, it was a long time ago and I still don't know what I'm doing. But to make myself feel like I know what I'm doing, I made this look after I hit any ball (and I hit quite a few, don't yo worry) and said to myself "PAR!" That's what the professionals do, right?
This guy, on the other hand, totally knows what he's doing. He hasn't gone to the driving range nearly as much as he'd like to lately, and I'm sure he'd prefer to golf with someone who actually knows more about golf than me, but we're our own little cheerleaders. He cheers me on when I actually hit a ball straight and I cheer him on every time since all his balls go into thin air and I can almost never tell where they land.
Hurray for golfing! Aren't we just the cutest little golfing couple you've ever seen?
And now, for your entertainment, here's a LOVELY video of my sweet golf shot. It's sideways, but you get the idea:
Oh, and we found out that Rock Canyon Park plays movies on Monday nights in August. We went after golfing to check it out. They played "Arsenic and Old Lace" with Cary Grant. We only watched on hour, since we didn't bring a blanket and it was getting chilly, but it had some pretty hilarious lines. We may just rent it sometime soon so we can watch the ending.
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