So my copy of Golf Digest came this week. At least I assume it was for me, since it was addressed to Christ Fowler.
Several months ago these magazines started showing up at my house. I am absolutely positive I didn’t order it, as I don’t golf. I once set foot in the parking lot of a golf course, and I have driven by several of them. They seem like lovely places.
I do like golf carts zipping around and all. I think I could like driving a golf cart. They seem kinda zippy, and I like a zippy little car, especially if it is red. If it has a stick shift, even better. Unfortunately with my luck, this is likely to be the outcome. But I digress.
I suppose I could give golfing it a try, since obviously this is a sign. Perhaps I have a hidden talent in Golf? Perhaps I have been hiding my golfing talent under a bushel, and it should be brought out and shared with everyone.
This may be one of those questions that will just have to go unanswered. Until then, I am searching for just the right magazine subscription to forward on to a deserving sister. Maybe something about Macrame? Hmmmm.
Hahahaha! They’re still showing up at your new address? That’s funny. BTW, I need your new address… 😈
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Maybe it’s Dad revamping his “Bowling Ball of the Month Club” from beyond the grave. Or Chuck.
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Dude, seriously?! Hmmm. Must be because my subscription of VOGUE ran out. Btw..Grace, what’s your new address?? Ahem.
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