Well I guess it was a sure bet that Punxsutawney Phil and Buckeye Chuck would not see their shadow today. Kind of difficult to cast a shadow against the snowflakes. According to folklore, this is good news for us golfers counting the days until we can bring out the sticks and hit the links.
It looks like the snow will stay with us in the near future, but this last month has been proof we can be making pars on the weekend, then back to cleaning snow off windshields during the week.
It's Cleveland..... and anything can happen. Yikes!
I have been keeping myself busy at the club, cleaning, paper work, booking outings, paying bills (of course they don't stop), and various other chores that can't get done in season. I know it sounds crazy to you all, but it seems to me the winter is passing quickly. The Chili Open is just around the corner....how many days???
Jeff has expressed the same feeling, and is very excited about the 2013 season. This from a guy who truly... truly enjoys the winter season. He has vowed to practice his golf game more this year with intent of finally taking First place in the Kramer Memorial that has eluded his long standing team of Pratt, Bratz and Estes. These three guys should have their own reality show. The humor and quick wit they bring to the game is classic. The things that come out their mouths....oy! Gotta love em! I can't wait for the competition. Guess I better get to work on my game. Look out Jeff, my teams is going to give you a run for your money!!! Hear that Rick and Mark?! Get those putters out and practice while your watching the Superbowl. (please?) Thank you.
Yep, tomorrow is the official end of the football season. Superbowl Sunday always makes me and Jeff sad because we both agree there is nothing worth watching on TV after that...
Football season fills a void in our life's on Saturday and Sundays, as we are usually working every weekend, then all of a sudden...now what?! (Oy. We both have to get a life!!)
But then we remember the PGA tour starts up, and all is good again. That is until we watch the tournaments at these plush prominent golf clubs, and start compiling our wish list of things we would like to do at St. B. The list gets longer each week and we start overwhelming ourselves...uggg!
Why do we do this?? Then Jeff says "one thing at a time Deb", then Jake concurs with a nudge at my knee, and all is right in Richfield once again.
Speaking of the PGA tour, I'm going to go veg out in front of the TV and watch the pros duke it out in Arizona. Maybe I'll learn a thing or two.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
Good luck on those Superbowl squares. Might get you that new Driver I know you've been eyeing....or putter, or bag.
(or in my case....cat food!) Yes Jeff, I'm feeding the cats!!!
See ya soon.
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