Going for the Gold

Several weeks ago I opened my big mouth and told the owner of the company I work for that I would "LOVE" to go golfing with him and some others the next time he was down to visit our office. When he told me to find a course and set up a tee time, I realized I had made a mistake. I haven't picked up a golf club, much less golfed, in well over a year. Now I was going to have to make a fool of myself in front of the person who signs my paychecks. I tried to "accidentally" forget to schedule a morning for golf, but a week or so later, he reminded me. So I dusted off my clubs and started praying for rain.

God only gave me a sprinkle of rain today. I guess I should have been a little more specific. So this morning the owner, my direct supervisor's husband, and I all met at Cornell's golf course to play 9 holes. I arrived at the course early to putt around and try to get a feel for the greens (and to try to spot some lightening and convince the course manager to close for the day). On the practice green I putted like Tiger Woods! I was amazed at how well I was doing after not playing in so long. Things were looking up!

Then we tee'd off and my ball went every way BUT straight! Geez! This was going to be a looooooong morning. A few holes later I hit my direct supervisor's husband! At least I got the owner to laugh...

After I relaxed a little, I played much better and even out drove the men a few times! I finished 2nd overall and it turned out to be a lot of fun. I think I'm even going to get to keep my job! Not bad for a Tuesday.

Holy Baseball!

Eric and I went to the Baseball Hall of Fame Museum in Cooperstown, NY, last week and all I have to say is "Holy Baseball!" I knew it would be full of baseball memorabilia, but I can't even explain how overloaded my brain felt after that trip. All I wanted to see was the asterisk by Barry Bonds home run ball, but that wasn't even there! So I was surrounded by pre-pubescent boys all running around like pre-pubescent boys do, looking around for an asterisk that wasn't even there! While it was baseball overload, I did enjoy the Babe Ruth room. But my favorite was the room dedicated to the women. It had original uniforms (just like the little dresses from A League of Their Own) and photos of the women. It also talked about how the women had to go through charm school to learn how to wear makeup and how to fix their hair so they could look like little ladies on and off the field! It was a fun little room, but it was also the same room where the pre-pubescent boys acted the craziest. I wanted to rip one of those baseball bats out of the exhibit and threaten their lives with it, but I refrained.
The trip to Cooperstown was an adventure in itself. We traveled down windy, bumpy, country roads the whole 2 hours and then when we were about 20 miles from Cooperstown, we finally got a highway. I was just very thankful for the GPS system we have or we would have had a heck of a time trying to get there.
All in all, it was a good day off of work and hanging out with Eric. We had a lot of fun laughing and looking at some really neat baseball stuff and I believe my baseball fix has been satisfied for probably my ENTIRE life now.