Cris - pay

Well done Liz. It seems I got a wee sunburn while golfing yesterday. Okay, really - I'm completely fried. My arms, (due to sleeveless golf shirt) are bright red, and they hurt like real bad. Idiot! You can even see a distinct line from where my golf glove was, despite the fact that I remove the glove to putt... Moron! I'm going to look super-duper at my open house later, wearing a long sleeve shirt and long pants (shirt to hide the sunburn, long pants to hid the white cellulite-ridden 'winter' legs) when it's freakin' 80*F outside. Smart. Sunblock Liz, sunblock.

We invited PF out for the round, and he and Billy bet on everything possible. Billy won back the exact 2 fifty dollar bills that he lost to Paul last year at Ambassador. Only PF could walk around for a year not spending $100 in his wallet.

I golfed fairly well, but I still had some disastrous holes. I do not suck. I do not suck. I think I golfed better for the following reasons:
- I co-ordinated my nose ring to match my golf shirt, which also matches my glove (pink).
- I touched my nose ring before teeing off for luck.
- Consumption of multiple cans of Coors Light seems to improve my game.
- Clean clubs, balls, and bag.
- New bright white Capri's and of course tan and white Nike spikes. (I like the sound of Nike spikes, say it out loud... Nike spikes...)
- Nice warm day, without wind.

This coming Friday our couples league is playing a Scotch 2 ball format, which I've never played before, but it sounds so fun! Plus this Friday, being the last in the month, is a huge Italian buffet at the club. However, I'm going to see Miss Saigon and out to dinner with Rach, Bek, KT (her sister is in it) and a women from KT's work. That will be a great night. I think Billy may ask his sister to be his partner on Friday, lucky girl.

This week-end has flown by. Time to get ready for the open house. Lucky man is going golfing in about T minus 2 hours and 13 minutes, and oh, he is not sunburnt in the least. I think his arm hair provides sun protection...