Thursday, June 07, 2012
Death of a golf game
I’ve been trying to come up with the proper words that will accurately describe my last two rounds of golf and came up with the following: atrocious, abominable, awful, dreadful, painful, terrible, unspeakable.
After giving it a little more thought I decided that these words didn’t quite cover it. Replaying those rounds in my head provided me with the inspiration to come up with a few more: irritating, dreadful, indescribable, indefinable, awful, sore, odious, unnamable, execrable, horrifying, frightful, amazing, horrendous, severe, dreaded, dire, afflictive, flagitious, grievous, monstrous, ineffable, painful, detestable, awing, awed, wicked, dread(a), awe-inspiring, unspeakable, horrific, nasty, terrible, horrible, frightening, unutterable, awesome, fearsome, fearful, direful, untellable, and just plain ugly.
Are you now sufficiently aware of the quality of my golf game? I’m not blind to the fact that with my advancing age and a body that needs a lot of help my game is bound to deteriorate. My real problem is that my memory has not gone as far downhill as my golf and I do remember when I actually played the game fairly well. Is it any wonder that golf has come way, way down on my list of things to do on a Saturday morning? Problem now is to find a decent substitute to keep me happy. Watching cartoons or working on the household to-do list are not viable options, going to need some help in this area. Oh well, I guess everything has something on the plus side. All the Saturday money I’ll be saving will help pay for the $1,000 cost of the four nineteen inch monster tires I put on the Enclave.
I guess I will work on the to-do list. I’ve been ignoring things because we’ve had an on going question, should we or shouldn’t we sell the house and go into a one level condo, should we open the pool or fill it in and plant tomatoes (just kidding on the tomatoes). Too late now to fill the pool in so guess what, found out we needed a new filter. Only another $1,000. Well the tires answered the question on trading the car. No way now with the new tires. Now, close the pool, no way with the new filter. Questions all answered without even trying. And Marge surprised me by having someone stop and quote us on putting in central air in the house. Believe me, if the quote is as much as I think it will be and we do it, another question will be answered. Won’t be looking at anymore condos.
I’ve accepted my fate and started to clean up the pool area, planted my little gentleman’s garden and resurrected the to-do list. Besides, that my daughter who is an extreme Hummingbird enthusiast, bought me a Hummingbird feeding ensemble for my birthday and now polices me like a Nazi storm trooper to make sure my unit is kept clean and filled with fresh sugar water. I really had little faith that those little guys would actually come and feed since weeks went by with absolutely no activity. But, lo and behold they’re at it all day long now. Interesting little creatures. These guys only drink cheap sugar water. The rest of the birds around the house will eat your wallet dry…..unbelievable little pigs. Can’t keep the feeders and suet cage full. One cake of suet per day.
Will let you know about all the exciting things, yah right, that I come up with in place of golf.
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