Hand Me Downs

So Colton just got a SWEET new complete set of golf clubs and they are all the Best of the Best from Callaway. Pretty sure even old Rocco Mediate doesn't own clubs this nice...And because Colton is such a golf fanatic (ok, well he's a fanatic about anything that is an expensive hobby--golf, roping and rodeoing, skiing), he wants me to be one too. So much so that he donated his old King Viper knockoff clubs to me. Like I would know the difference between imitation clubs and the real things anyway. But I'm so grateful. Because I love golf. I actually hate golf too. Why? 1. It looks like it should be easy but actually isn't. 2. There are SO SO many tiny little things that can go wrong with your swing. And I have discovered every single one of them. 3. I want to be REALLY good but I'm not.


But lest you forget, I love golf too. And here are the top 5 reasons:
5. Golf is a mental challenge--which I still enjoy at the ripe old age of 31.
4. If golfing is on the list of possible activities for the day, that means that the weather is gorgeous.
3. Golf is peaceful. No one is yelling at you (unless you are with the Williamson or Muir children) or making lots of noise.
2. Golf takes place often on summer evenings. And I love the sounds at that time of day during that time of year. Plus, you couldn't ask for better scenery than that of a well-taken-care-of golf course.
1. The clothes. Golfing clothes are classy, chic, and extremely attractive. Coming in a close second are tennis clothes. See what I mean?




Sidenote: I will own each of these items by the end of the summer.

Last night, Colton & I went to the driving range so we could both hit with our new clubs and it was so much fun--plus it was a beautiful night too. We went to the drive-in after we hit our bucket of balls and that was great too--but not because of that ridiculously stupid movie, "Don't Mess with the Zohan"--please people, do not waste your money. It was fun because it was a beautiful summer night cuddling in the back of a HUGE Dodge Ram 2500 Cummins Turbo Diesel...and because Colton makes me laugh whenever we are together. To me, that's more American than baseball and apple pie.

Anyway, I'm so excited for my new clubs too (Thanks Colton!) & I can't wait for my next trip to the Remuda Golf Course!

Bear Lake Getaway

This past weekend, Colton invited my family to go to the McFarland cabin in Bear Lake. Tyra and Brock packed up their two kids and I convinced a sick Kelsey to bring her kids (despite her husband being at Scout camp & her having the flu) and come for the weekend too. We drove up Friday night and got unpacked and ate pizza & then we all hit the sack.

Saturday morning Colton & Brock got up for an early tee time at the Bear Lake Golf and Country Club while we got breakfast ready for the kids. Once the guys got home, it was time to hit the beach. We packed up some snacks and drinks and took off for Ideal Beach--volleyball net in tow. We set up the court and played doubles short court for about three hours and I took the kids to the pool while Colton & Kelsey battled it out with Brock & Tyra. Then it was time to head back to the cabin so we could eat lunch and the kids could get a quick nap before our next tee time. My mom & dad made it over in time for lunch and then we all took off for the golf course. We had four carts loaded with 7 adults and 4 kids--all of whom wanted to get out of the cart every time it stopped or insisted on yelling right in the middle of your backswing, or kicked, picked up and threw your ball off the green. But it was a blast anyway. After our highly skilled and competitive golf game (because Colton & Brock are the only ones who even came close to par--shooting a 40 and 42 respectively), we headed back for some more grub. My parents took off after dinner and we ran down to the Slow and Nasty (Quick and Tasty) for a fresh raspberry shake--a must-have when you are staying in Bear Lake.

Sunday morning we woke up and fixed breakfast--missing church because we slept longer than planned and watched some of the US Open (because the majority of us desperately need some pointers). The boys went for a bike ride and we started cleaning the cabin & decided to hit the beach one last time on our way home.

It was a great trip--as usual when you get to go over there--and I'm so happy that my family was able to go too. What a great life it is when your family members are your best friends!