So that makes it 4 years ago yesterday that we made our first visit to the hospital to let them know what was coming, and 4 years ago today that we got caught in traffic on the way back to the hospital for the third time in 24 hours…
She likes her left-handed clubs, however!�
…but I learned something today.
So, for weeks, I’ve been leaving divots behind the ball, grounding the club way, way too early.
So today, at the driving range, I finally got the “lead with the wrists” and “hit down on the ball”. These things combine to ensure that you uncock your wrists at the last possible moment, so that the ball gets maximum speed, *and* get the ball lined up after the hips start the rotation away from the backswing.
Combine that with my 6th grip change in 6 weeks (thanks, Ray!), and I think I’ve made the transition from “really, really bad golfer” to “really bad golfer”.
(Another month at the driving range, and I may actually mean that!)
…because at school, Grace was playing with the tea set. Her teacher asked,
“Are you making tea?”
And so, my daughter replied,
“No, I’m making Mexican Martinis for everyone, and I need olives, please!”
Ah, that’s my girl!
I don’t know what Descartes’ got, but booze can do what Kant cannot.
— Mike Cross
Why would anyone name a soup and salad shop “obese“?
Yesterday was really the last day of summer.
Oh, yeah. I’ve started golfing.
Don’t laugh — it’s as close as I’ll ever get to real exercise.
Why announce it, however? Here’s why: I’ve finally made the transition from “Jerk with clubs in a cart” to “really, really bad golfer”.
Us: Time to go to bed!
Grace: Sorry, guys. Not going to happen.
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