Both my parents had some work to do earlier in the morning at the office which was fine since I slept in again. By the time I was up, my mom had come home to take me to lunch at The Country Rose Cottage & Bistro which is a really sweet little house on H Street where a lot of antique stores are located. It's been around for over 60 years boasting that nothing but a new bay window in the living room has changed since they've been open.
It is a really quaint older building filled to the brim with knick knacks and tea sets. They sell specialized lotions and soaps, teddy bears and special teas. It's the kind of place that would serve as the perfect backdrop for a bridal shower or a birthday tea party for little girls.My mom and I both had raspberry iced tea (delicious!), half a turkey croissant sandwich with cranberry sauce and cream cheese, and a cup of cheesy potato leek soup. It was the perfect lunch and very reasonably priced. We had a great time chatting and just spending quality time with each other...something we haven't been able to do in quite some time. Sometimes a gal just needs her mom and I've got a really great one.
After lunch we met my dad for another round of golf. We headed back out to Buena Vista Golf Course, this time with my mom who graciously agreed to tag along and drive the cart. We didn't get started until 1:15pm, so it was already a bit on the warm side (you all know what a wuss I am when it comes to heat) but there was a nice light breeze that blew through every once in awhile. I was able to hold my own a little bit more this round and tried my best not to mooch off of my dad's superior shots. I even got a couple of pars all by myself! About 3 holes into the front 9 we were joined by a couple who had caught up to us. Eric, the husband, is a really seasoned golfer who has done a fair share of golf lessons and was able to offer me some very valuable tips along the way. Christine came along for support, a new golfer who has yet to make it onto the course. We played with them for the remainder of the front 9 and then agreed to get together for another round on Friday for some more tips.
On the back 9, I finally started doing better...hitting my drives straighter and farther, chipping my ball onto the green rather than over the fence, and sinking some very impressive puts. That didn't last terribly long. I joked with my mom that it takes me 9 holes to warm up, then I'm really good for 2 holes and then I start to suck again. My dad blamed it on taking too many practice swings before I finally took my shot. I blamed it on the sun. Either way, by the time we finally eeked our way through the final 18th hole, you could stick a fork in me...I was done. In fact, the mere act of typing this blog entry makes me cringe with each keystroke. But we had a really good time together as a family, "enjoying" the sunshine, sharing some laughs, and making new friends.
What could top off a day like that? Chicken taquitos from Baja Fresh...mmm.
Can't wait til tomorrow!!
1 comment:
12 practice strokes is way too many!
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