No Gloating Part Two

I just realized I almost forgot to tell you how Toni and I did in her member/guest golf tournament. I know you’ve all been waiting anxiously to hear.

Okay, maybe not.

But remember when I went to North Carolina last month to play golf and we got a little sidetracked at the grocery store?

We actually did play golf and I should tell you that she invited me back to this same tournament in spite of how poorly I played last year.

Let’s just say I had a very, very bad round!

I was honored that she invited me back. I’d like to think she has a long list of friends who play golf but she picked me.

That would be a lie.

I mean about the friends who play golf.

Anyway, the belated BIG news is that we finished SECOND in the tourney.


I don’t really know what all those numbers mean except that she put me down as a bad golfer with a really high handicap based on my last year’s performance.

Whatever. We still got 2nd place!


Totally unexpected but bonus fun during our already fun weekend together. Especially since the last time I had golfed was in November.

One other little story about our golf weekend…

I don’t use my woods anymore. Because they are not my friends.

The basic concept is to use the woods (which are actually metal now – one more reason some people are put off by the game) for your long shots and irons don’t go as far.

Toni uses a BIG wood and hits like a man.

That is a total compliment and she knows how impressed we are when she hits and Ann and I say “You’re the man.”

I use my four iron off the tee. And it seems to stress everyone except me.

I just have to share this one great photo that will only matter to those who golf and understand the difference between a wood and an iron. Which is everyone now that I’ve explained.

We were lucky to have our friend Ann with us who doesn’t play but is our personal photographer. Unfortunately Toni and I would rather not have our picture taken.


These are our tee shots. Toni’s BIG wood. My little iron.

I’m not gloating, I swear.

It has been a pretty good summer of bowling and golf for the old lady mama.

I’m just saying…

I am competitive and not afraid to admit it. 😉


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  1. 1
    Kerri says:

    I don’t like my woods either although I have been learning to use a GREAT BIG driver that every now and then I can hit like a man. And, WOW, does that feel good!! But, like you, I prefer to use my irons 99% of the time. If you think a 4 iron off the tee freaks people out, you should get yourself a 1 iron. I actually had a guy stop me one time (on the tee box, no less) and tell me that the only person that could hit a 1 iron was Arnold Palmer. I outdrove him by quite a nice distance. Oh yeah…I LOVE my irons! 🙂

  2. 2
    Sherra says:

    Kerri » Think we love our irons because that’s how our dads taught us to play? He would only let me use the 7 iron for years. LOL I’d get a 1 iron but I can’t hit my 5 or 3 iron so I just stick with the clubs that cooperate with me. Sounds like I need to get a 4th women to round out a foursome with you and Toni – my manly girlfriend golfers!!! Where shall we all meet to play?

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    Melinda says:

    Sorry, not a golfer. I do admire all of you though. maybe I’ll take it up in the next century of my life….

    I have to say it really does sound like you are gloating though in some of these posts. I know you said you’re not but just telling you, it SOUNDS a lot like it.

    Remind me never to bowl with you. Now my daughters, that’s a different story, they just might could hang with you. Not to be gloating but we took them bowling last Friday night and M bowled a 4 bagger so she might could give you some competition if you need it.

  4. 4
    Sherra says:

    Melinda » I’m CELEBRATING my accomplishments as a tired mean old mom – that’s way different than gloating. ROFL. I’ll stick with bowling with my kids if your kid got a 4 bagger – that way I can still win (and notgloat) 😉


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