Sunday, September 2, 2007

YOUR DAD WON'T SLEEP WITH ME ANY MORE

He says that he won't sleep with me any more because of my big toe nails. I hit one on the table in the motorhome today and it almost came all of the way off. He does not have a real strong stomach for some things. He told me to get a bandaid on is ASAP and he wouldn't look. What a wimp.

Congrats on going to Corvallis. Is it a relief? Now you can really begin to practice. That was probably tough to qualify right out of the blocks. We are proud of you and are excited to see you and eat Mongolian grill (except for your dad). I told him it was like yaki soba.



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Sorry, had to take a break. It's a little after 5 and I had four eyes looking at me.

Tomorrow, we are playing a Chapman at the club. What a good way to ruin a marriage. Actually, your dad and I should do fairly well. He really hit his driver well today and his irons are really going well. If I can hit my driver well, we should have some good chances at birdie. As usual, we will probably start on 1 since we are walking.

The dogs have been done eating for about 1 min. already. Just while I was sriting that last paragraph.

Let me know hos Dave is going to give points on Saturday. I really don't understand that one.

Have a nice evening and you might want to get a little more sleep tonight. HOpe you make it through the storm. I need to call Paddington's now.

Love Mom

1 comment:

Katrina said...

hope you still have a marriage after today's game...