Accuracy at all times!

Well, this blog is in response to Patti's latest posting regarding our recent handicap adjustments.  I had in fact noticed that my handicap had briefly dipped below a 30 at one point, and I have a perfectly good explanation as to why that happened.  After golfing a 54 on 9 holes several months ago, in a hurry to enter my score and meet friends for dinner, I mistakenly entered a 54 for 18 holes instead of a 54 for 9 holes.  Even though the computer recognized this and asked for verification, "Is this correct...this is out of your normal range"...I hit yes and beat it.  Now, if a computer could talk, I'm sure it would be yelling, "Yeah, right...check the number of holes you played, idiot!  And if it is correct...join the LPGA!!!!!"   After having my bubble burst and being prematurely excited at having my handicap below 30 (meaning I would only have to enter an 8 as my maximum per hole), I now carefully review all of my information before posting.

As for my handicap actually trending downward, I am happy to report that it has come down ever-so-slightly.  Patti and I played at Jeremy Ranch yesterday and both had decent games of golf (especially Patti's 43 on the front 9).  On advice from a friend, since Patti and I were playing as a two-some, following a five-some with no one behind us all day, we had the luxury of playing 2 balls each when we had bad shots.  Of course we played our original balls throughout the game, but it was great to have the time to re-play bad putts, bad drives or bad fairway shots (not that there were very many of them...haha).   Patti finished with a 100 for 18 holes, and I posted a 110...which I was very happy about.  I  do feel like my golf game has already improved this year, but I am still somewhat erratic.  For me it's still a par followed by a 9...a great drive followed by a swing-and-miss, or my favorite one...on the green in 2 and then a 4 putt!  I also could literally write a book called "HOW TO RUIN A GOOD DRIVE".  So thank goodness there are those occasional beautiful shots that make you feel like you could really become a great golfer over time (and not want to sell your clubs on Ebay). 

Well, I'm off to golf Murray Parkway tomorrow while Patti is gearing up to golf in the Park Meadows annual golf tournament next week.  And remember..."Golf is the only sport where the most feared opponent is yourself".

What Goes Up Must Come Down...Hopefully!

We have finally had some summer weather in Park City!  It has been windy and a bit too cold for me but the sun is shining so I won’t complain after our rainy June. I have been to Chicago and San Diego since my last post and both non-golfing trips did nothing to advance my goal of lowering my handicap.  With the beginning of a new month I have a new resolve to put some serious work into my golf game. With three member/guest tournaments looming in the near future I don’t want to let my golfing partners down and I don’t want the pressure of knowing that I really haven’t done anything to prepare other than buy new golf shoes.  With these thoughts in mind I attended the first ladies short game clinic at the Jeremy Golf Club and had my first private lesson with our golf pro and coach, Jake Hanley.  I have actually gotten to the course more than 5 minutes before my tee time and shocking as this may sound, I have been spotted on the practice range several times in the last week.  With all this pent up energy directed at my golf game, you can imagine how dismayed I was when my new July 1^st handicap went up (from 25.6 to 26.3).  This got me to thinking…I wonder how Kim is doing in our little contest??? Well, I guess she’s been holding out on me…down to a 32.8 and trending downward.

I suggest to all of you who are joining us in your own personal golf quest to take a look a your handicap history.  It does make you feel a little better, when you see your handicap fluctuating more than your weight, to know that there is actual improvement over time!  For example, Miss Kimmie started her golf history four short years ago in 2006 with a handicap of 50.3 (bet you didn’t even know you could have a handicap over 50 – did you?).  Her handicap has been plummeting ever since to an all time low in ’09 at 28.6 (Bet that smartie pants didn’t even know it got that low for two weeks after winning several tournaments) to its current 32.8.  I think she should be pretty proud of dropping 17.5 points in four years!!! 

I, on the other hand, have only dropped 8 points in three summers of golf so I better get out on the practice range.  Kim is playing with me tomorrow in our guest day.  I will give you a full report of our progress in my next blog.

Happy golfing, gardening, or whatever makes you smile this July!

Patti

Maui!

I cannot believe how long it's been since we've posted....UNACCEPTABLE and INEXCUSABLE!  Just returned from a family trip in Maui for my hubby's 60th...fabulous on all accounts.  While golfing at the Wailea Emerald Golf Course, I was reminded of what a great family sport golf can be!  I golfed with my wonderful husband, my daughter, Avery, and her boyfriend, Matt.  Between the four of us, three of us are "golfers" and could not pass up the chance to play 9 holes while enjoying the fabulous ocean views.  Even though we didn't pack our own clubs and opted for the rentals instead (or as I like to refer to them..."THAT'S WHY MY GAME WAS AWFUL" clubs), I was very happy with a 50 on the front 9.  

For any of you who know me, I am rather tall for a woman...almost Amazon-like to some.  Years ago, acting on a tip from one of my petite friends, I purchased senior mens' clubs.  I put aside what could have been an offensive remark, since I am neither a man nor a senior, and for the first time in my life shopped in the men's department! 

This always reminds me of an event that happened years ago at Nordstrom while I was shopping in the Petite department for a family gift.  A young salesperson came up and said very quietly and slowly (while pointing at the department sign that reads PETITES) "Ummmm, excuse me, this is the Petite department".  I simply responded in the same quiet, slow voice, while pointing at the letters overhead and said, "Yes, I know...I can read".  (This is a true story...not a blonde joke!)

Well, even though my game is still a work in progress, I have to say that my oversized, masculine, non-pink, husband-look-alike clubs have made a difference in my game!   So tomorrow morning I am off to golf for the first time at Park Meadows with the big girls.  After a two week break that included non-stop eating and zero exercise, my inside voice will be screaming "MAN-CLUBS...don't fail me now!"  

80 and 60!

80 and 60...no...not our golf scores...birthdays!  Since neither of us are golfing this week, me due to the persistent bad weather here in Utah, and Patti due to the fact she is in Chicago with family, we thought we would write about something off the beaten path.

Patti's wonderful mother, Ruth, turned 80 yesterday.  So she spent the day with the family in downtown Chicago doing architectural tours via boat, eating and celebrating with 2,000,000 of their closest friends (who all happened to be drunk and wearing Blackhawk shirts).  In all seriousness though, Ruth is a woman of grace and class who still golfs several times a week with her friends, and whose score is almost the same as her age.  Happy 80th, Ruth.  And remember...80 is the new 60!  Which is a perfect seque to what I have been doing this week...

After throwing a 60th surprise party for my fabulous husband, Charlie, complete with food, friends and a life-size cutout of himself, I have been packing for the family as we head to Maui for his favorite kind of celebration...one involving sun, surfing, sand, snorkeling, diving and relaxing.  And we are going to squeeze in a round of golf at the Wailea Blue Course that sits on the lowest slopes of Mt. Haleakala, so I will hopefully have something golf-related to write about next time!

Well, Patti, since 80 is the new 60, and 60 the new 40...that makes you and me 34 and 23 respectively.  So at our new young ages, this now gives us PLENTY of time to become fabulous golfers.  And when we're celebrating our "big ones", I'm convinced we will have lowered our handicaps to a number we'll be proud of!

Golf, life and friends!

So today I thought I would begin my blog with a couple of appropriate golf quotes:

"I've had a good day when I don't fall out of the cart."  -Anonymous

"The reason the pro tells you to keep your head down is so you can't see him laughing." -Phylis Diller

"Sometimes things work out on the golf course and sometimes they don't.  Life will go on...you try to understand what happens, but maybe today I don't want to know."  -Greg Norman

Golf can be best defined as an endless series of tragedies obscured by the occasional miracle."  -Anonymous

For all of our golf blog followers and friends, I want to make it perfectly clear that these quotes are referring solely to my golf day and skills (or lack thereof), rather than my sweet friend, Patti's.  She had a great golf day (97), while I golfed more like someone with a blindfold on playing pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey (114).  My husband and I were invited guests today at Jeremy Ranch, which is always bitter sweet for us since we were former members.  Unfortunately, with our frenetic, unpredictable schedule, we had to jump ship.  So today we were reminded of what we were missing...an amazingly beautiful course, wonderful staff and pros and so many friends and acquaintances that we have missed since we left!  The weather was perfect for a day of golf, as was the company. 

So here it goes...one final, cheesey quote before I head off to ice the back and take my final dose of post-golf medicine (800 miligrams Ibuprofen):

"A friend is one of the nicest things you can have, and one of the best things you can be."  -Douglas Pagels

Thanks for always keeping it fun, Patti!  xoxo

  

Bonjour de Provence!

One of the benefits of getting older is getting to spend more time doing the things you only dreamed about doing when you were younger. I have just spent the last two weeks touring the south of France and living in the villa, Les Murets, outside the beautiful village of Gordes in Provence. There is something very special about this part of the world - the food markets, fabulous wine, road side artists, quaint hill top villages, the golf courses... what?  Golf courses?  Yes, there were beautiful country side golf courses waiting to be played! I couldn't help checking them out.  The view from the course Golf des Baux de Provence is dominated by the the amazing hilltop village and the medieval Baux Castle perched on a rocky outcrop overlooking the fairways, vineyards and olive groves of Provence.  Golf is surprisingly casual in Provence without the stuffy reputation that some have of the French culture.  I, of course, had to check out the pro shop and found, true to the French, that they were light years ahead of us here in the golf fashion department with haute couture golf wear for women.  The Provence County Club is another course raved about here adjacent to a four star hotel.  Here there is a British style bar and gourmet restaurant where breakfast is included with your green fee (leave it to the French to include Provencal cuisine with their golf!). I found everything in France to be generally more expensive with the exception of great wines and green fees which is a bonus for most of the women I know.  I predict a girls golf trip to Provence in my future.  Anyone interested?

Adieu mes amis,
Patti 

FORE SALE!

Well, in my quest to lower my handicap in 12 months, I am sad to report that it has not gone down at all, but actually gone up a little.  I have only golfed three times this "Spring", and each time my score has gotten progressively worse, with Tuesday being the highest score I've actually posted in the last 2 years.  Why can't golf be a sport like bowling...the higher the score, the better you are?  So after briefly tossing around the idea of selling my clubs on Ebay, I broke down and went to a golf lesson yesterday with Ken Clark at Golf in the Round.  Five swings into the lesson, he knew exactly what was wrong...tweeked my grip, fixed my swing, and I am happy to report that my drives went from 20 feet to 150 yards!  I would highly recommend him to anyone looking to either start the sport of golf or simply trying to improve your skills.  Thank you Ken, and I'll see you next Wednesday! :o)  

Snowman!

Well, for us golfers here in Utah, this golf season was relatively short...like 2 days to be exact.  With the 4 inches of snow I had in my yard yesterday, I could have built a snowman for fun, but that just seemed like the wrong activity to be doing in May.  Speaking of a snowman (or sometimes known as an 8 in golf lingo), this is what I have been recording way too frequently on my score card.  Since I have only golfed twice this season, I could conveniently use that as my excuse.  However, I suspect my problem is a combination of a sore back at the end of last season and no lessons yet this season.  So, this Thursday I am off to see the fabulous golf guru, Ken Clark at Golf in the Round...or as I often refer to him accidentally...Clark Kent.  And frankly, right now, I probably need a super hero to help me with my game more than a golf pro, so I think I'll stick with the Superman moniker for now. 

Patti will soon be posting from some fabulous golf course in the South of France that probably served cheese and wine directly to your carts, so stay tuned for her updates.  And as a side note...our golf product will be available in approximately 2 weeks!

(Dad and me at Bonneville...notice the Under Armour...brrrr!)

Fore Your Information

There are lots of great things about living in Utah but there is one aspect I really don’t enjoy: The Mud Season.  Mud season is that time of year after all the fun winter sports like skiing and snowshoeing have ceased and it’s too wet out there to start golfing.  This year is a big tease, as the soggy spring just seems to be lingering.  I have been fortunate enough to escape and visit a few courses around the country and in Mexico this spring.  We’ve decided it might be fun to tell you a little about these courses just in case you visit that part of the world and feel like golfing.

There is a brand new Robert Trent Jones II course 20 minutes outside of Cancun, Mexico on the way to Talum called Rivera Maya Golf Club.  We happened to be staying at Secrets Resort in Riviera Maya and two rounds of golf at this club were included in the room price with free afternoon tee times or morning tee times for $35.00. You know this is a bargain if you’ve ever paid green fees in Mexico!  The contemporary clubhouse was not quite finished but it looked like the facilities will be fantastic.  18 challenging rather than frustrating holes out of 36 have been completed and they have done a great job preserving the jungle environment through their landscaping, abundant rockwork, lakes, and native plantings.  500 beautiful acres of dense foliage surround the course and we were able to see and hear lots of birds and animals. It was early in the season so the brand new restrooms and FREE beverage cart (alcohol included) were a blessing to me.  Hint: Stay away from the free ham and cheese sandwiches on the cart. They weren’t refrigerated.  You wouldn’t want to ruin a great vacation on the Mexican Riviera!

The sun is shining today.  Go out and hit a few balls.  I’m off to catch a plane.  Until next time!

Patti

WIFFLEBALL IN PARADISE!

We apologize for our brief hiatus from blogging, but we just returned from a fabulous boating trip in the Abacos. As far as finding golf courses in the Bahamas, they were pretty non-existent on our route of snorkeling, eating and drinking. However, in the best improvisation of golf I have ever seen, Patti snuck wiffle balls and a child’s 7 iron into her suitcase (she had to sneak since she was close to the 50 pound limit and Herb was carrying her bag)! We pulled into beautiful Man-o-War Cay, set up our “tee box” on the front of our boat using a life preserver to add a few inches to our tiny iron, a snorkel fin for the tee, and of course wiffle balls so that they guys could retrieve our “long drives” in the dinghy (and yes, they do float)! Patti won the longest drive contest…however, I think she had an advantage since the club only came to my knees (haha). She is still in Florida golfing with some girlfriends in Ft. Lauderdale (improving her handicap) while I am back here in snowy Utah doing laundry…I don’t think my handicap will be soaring downward any time soon with this weather. As a side note, the wiffleball was invented in 1953 by David Mullany for his 12-year-old son to help him with his baseball game. It was given that name because everytime his son swung and missed they would refer to the strike-out as a “wiff”.

Hubby's "Hole in One"In Naples, Florida

On our last day of golf at the Glades Golf and Country Club in Naples, Florida my husband officially became"hooked" on golf.  Using his 6 iron on hole 14 of the Pines course his ball hit the green, bounced, then disappeared.  Could it be???  After I hit and headed towards the sand trap we all walked up for a closer examination.  We quickly determined my brother-in-law David's ball was on the far side of the green and sister Mary and I weren't even close.  With the anticipation of a kid about to enter a toy store, Herb ran up and found his prize.  What do you think?  How many times will I hear this story in my life time? Should we wager...

We're off to the Bahamas for a week of island hopping.  We're not sure how we will improve our golf game while sipping "painkillers" at Nipper's in Great Guana Cay but I am sure we'll think of a way.  See you tonight in Florida Kimmie!

XXO, Patti

PS:  You never know who might join your foursome when golfing in Southwest Florida!!! 
                                                                                    

Progress and Product!

So yesterday I spent my second golf outing of the season with my sweet dad in the good old ‘hood, at Glendale Golf Course, right across the street from where I grew up. This course is very well-maintained and in great shape (except for a couple of holes where an abundance of goose poop gives the impression of a recently aerated lawn). The assistant golf pro, LPGA member Judy Hollberg (jhollberg@comcast.net) has amazing prices on single/group lessons, they have new golf carts, and it is a very reasonably priced public course. They do get my vote for “best hot dogs at a Utah golf course”, and best sign at a golf course “do not wash golf balls off in your mouth” (is this really an issue?) I am sad to report that with my 107 score (probably awful by most golfers’ standards, but still impressive by some) my handicap will not have a downward trend in the near future. However, I am happy to report that I only lost 2 pink golf balls, and more importantly, for the first time in the last 5 years, had zero back pain after 18 holes! Thank you Henry White. As a side note…our first bedazzled and incredibly functional golf product will be available in the next couple of weeks! xoxo

MY ACHING BACK!

So once again, I spent the weekend in bed with a bad back…a recurring problem I’ve had for the last 5 or 6 years. For obvious reasons, a bad back and golf do not mix well (not that a bad back goes well with anything for that matter). I have had MRI’s, CAT scans, x-rays, and it’s always the same thing…"hmmm, I’m not sure why your back hurts…looks great!" Or the voice bubble I imagine seeing above their heads that says, “she’s obviously a complete hypochondriac”. So over the Easter weekend I could feel another “episode” coming on, starting with tying our boat off in rough water, running down 23 floors of the Marriott barefoot during an earthquake, then the final “straw that broke the camel’s back”… having it go out doing something completely benign (and ironic)…bending over to pick up an Ibuprofen. Well, I am happy to report that I have found THE best physical therapist, Henry White, who coincidentally also happens to be a Class A PGA golf pro. I have had two visits, and my back feels better than it has in a very, very long time. He even gave me a couple of tips today on my golf stance, swing and some before-golf stretches. I would highly recommend him to anyone with back issues, whether they’re golf-related or not! His website is www.henrywhitegolf.com. Here’s to being pain-free! Kim

Excuses, excuses...

I am posting today from beautiful Naples, Florida where I am visiting family, getting a head start on my Utah golf game, and soaking up the sun on the famous beaches of Collier County. Because my husband traveled extensively for his company, for years I accompanied him around the globe, staying at fabulous resorts with gorgeous golf courses, but never setting foot on one of them because I refused to golf. “Not enough exercise”, “it takes too much time”, and “too expensive (I’d rather spend the money on shoes)” were just a few of my many excuses when all the while the biggest reason was that I didn’t have a clue how to play golf! I would work out in the hotel gym, then go sit out at the pool feeling smug that golf was for wimps. Although I am the off spring of two devoted golfers and friends with scores of fanatical golf addicts, I never felt the urge to take up the sport until I went to Scotland. The trip, the result of a present given to my father from our family on his 70th birthday, inspired both my husband and myself to “think” about becoming golfers. Dad didn’t want to play Gleneagles, Turnberry, and St. Andrews with strangers so he recruited the guys in the family to join him and us girls made up their gallery. The history, traditions, and ceremony of the game piqued my interest while the competition, challenge, and difficulty of the sport attracted my husband to it. Little did I know that joining a golf club, multiple lessons, a golf bag full of the latest equipment, and a closet full of golf clothes would do little to improve my game in five years. Yes, I’ve gotten better from those first few years where I spent more time in the bushes hunting down my ball than on the fairway up and down. But am I a good golfer? No, not in my mind. And just when I think I am getting the hang of the game, a day comes a long that humbles me and puts me in my place.

Is all this time invested and money spent on golf worth it? Today my 80 year old mother and several of her girlfriends showed me (as they made one par after another beating me by multiple strokes) why my efforts are not in vain. After retiring and moving to Florida at nearly seventy, my Mom learned to play primarily from my Dad. He was a competitor who loved the game, often winning the “gruesome twosome” with my Mom at their home course, the Glades. My Mom continues to play multiple times per week in her ladies league, surrounded by a large, loving golfing community who have been her support system and sometimes life-line in the year since my father passed away. Girlfriends to go to breakfast with after a game, to meet for a glass of wine, to check on you when it rains so hard the power goes out or to just sit and gossip with are all perks of the game. Watching the Master’s tournament today reminded me that for most of us who don’t make our living from golf, our winnings come in the form of camaraderie, lifelong friendships, and someone to commiserate with and/or celebrate with depending on your golf day.
I will miss all my golfing girlfriends this month but I am sure I will come back home with plenty of good stories for us to laugh over!

xxo, P

Happy Easter!

Well, I'm hoping everyone appreciated Patti's April Fool's Day comment about my golfing skills (or lack thereof)...haha! As I sit here in San Diego spending my 17th wedding anniversary with my loved ones, it makes me think about how golf is similar to marriage...sticking with something through thick and thin, occasionally frustrating, but always beautiful scenery, great company, and something that gets better every year! Looking forward to my golf lesson on Tuesday with Lanny, our good friend, and Memo's golf instructor. Happy Easter to all!

Excuse Me???

Hello, Kimmie??? In all the excitement of yesterday you happened to leave out a few minor details of our golf outing with Memo. How did you get a lower (16 on one hole!) score than my whopping 21 shots? Did you forget that you had a world-class athlete actually take several shots for you? Or how about the time you swung and whiffed? I wouldn't be bragging, girlfriend! It did prove one thing though-we cannot possibly get worse at golf than we are right now! Maybe if we take Memo's advice we can also be 15 handicappers...in our next life???

P

Golfing with Memo!

So on this miserable, cold, snowy, non-golf day in Salt Lake City, Patti and I headed across the street to golf with Mehmet Okur of the Utah Jazz (my neighbor and friend). He has an amazing golf simulator in his basement that he installed last year, which has helped improve his own handicap to 15. We golfed a course called Emerald Dunes...actually we only golfed 1 hole...in the 45 minutes we were there. Patti golfed a 21 on the hole (yes, on 1 hole), and I golfed an incredible 16...hahaha! But in typical Memo-fashion, he was a great sport, offering everything from compliments on the few good shots we had to back exercises. So we are simply going to attribute our bad play to nerves and golfing in front of a world-class athlete! That's our story, and we're sticking to it. :)

The Donald

So it’s already the end of March, the snow is melting, green patches are appearing in front yards, and everyone is putting away their skis and dusting off their golf clubs. So what better time to start a golf blog, right? March in Utah…there are tons of options for golfing. Maybe if you’re Donald Trump! Speaking of Donald Trump, we did golf several years ago at the Trump International Course in California, which is a beautiful course, has the most sophisticated golf carts loaded with the best GPS systems available…and yes, our husbands still managed to get lost. So Patti and I decided to actually follow our GPS and tee off without the guys. As we both finished hitting the ball, we hear “Hello ladies…how are you enjoying MY course?” Yes, it was THE DONALD. And in case any of you are wondering, a comb-over does NOT do well in a strong, ocean breeze. So I digress...

Today I will be dusting off my own clubs and heading to Bonneville Golf Course with friends to see just how rusty one’s game can be after a 6 month winter break. Patti started off the year with a week of golf in Playa del Carmen and 4 days of golf at the fabulous Dove Mountain in Tucson, Arizona with the “big girls”, so she really has a leg-up as far as golf goes since my only golf has been on my new Wii! And because my golf options are limited here in Utah, I will be heading across the street this Wednesday to golf with the “big guy”, Mehmet Okur of the Utah Jazz, on his indoor golf simulator. Hmmmm…Pebble Beach, St. Andrews, Pebble Beach, St. Andrews?

Kim 

Cup of Tee!

In addition to our blogs about golf and related issues and items, we have decided to add something called our weekly “Cup of Tee”. We wanted to have something for our blog friends to follow who don’t necessarily have an interest in golf, so we thought we would write a small paragraph once a week about a great item we recently discovered or something we already use and love. You might read about our new favorite granola bar, our favorite golf sunglasses, or simply a great pair of flip-flops…so stay tuned!

Well, the gauntlet has been dropped...or shall I say the line in the sand trap has been drawn! Twelve months from now you will see what lengths we go to, where we travel, the dedication it takes, and the scores we post (even those late night, tipsy/hangover bad scores). Neither of us fancy ourselves joining the Tour, but we would like to be asked to golf for reasons other than "she’s nice" or "they’re fun". Not that we mind being nice and fun, but we are also very amusing, or so WE think, and we plan to up the fun-factor this year. We tend to get included in golf outings and trips because we sort of “bribe” our way in, not because we’re particularly good. I’m not talking about out-and-out bribery, but subtle little incentives that we offer...like the Cosmos we pull out of a cooler on a hot day, champagne in the cart ready to be popped in honor of a birdie (or even a par if it's been a birdie-less day), the disco ball Kim hung from the roof of our cart in order to win the $50 best cart décor award, and post-game dinners that far outshine the day’s play. When you golf like we do, it is always wise to provide enticements that divert one’s attention away from the swing. But by next spring, we want to still be enjoying ourselves AND be better golfers! For me though, it hasn’t always been fun…

My first year golfing, my husband and I joined a local golf club in Park City, The Jeremy. We knew very few members, which turned out to be problematic for me once we started playing. Each golf day as our tee-time approached, I would pray that no one would join our twosome. I was anxious, self-conscious, and generally dreaded the thought of having to play with any unknown, seasoned golfer. After all, this is supposed to be an enjoyable leisure-time activity, right? I just didn’t want to subject anyone else besides my husband to my erratic and sometimes frenzied golf game. Since I only played on picture-perfect days, we almost always ended up paired with another twosome (my luck... almost always two guys playing from the pro tees). I found leisurely golf turning into an aerobic sport as my heart accelerated from the stress. They were usually somewhat forgiving and I would survive the round, but I quickly knew that if I was going to spend so much time learning to love a new post-retirement hobby, I needed to recruit some girlfriends. That day I signed up for The Jeremy's ladies association, put a sign on the bulletin board that said, “New Member: Will Cook for Golf Partners!” Later that summer I hosted a fabulous dinner party thanking the 40+ women that put up with me my first year of golf, and it turned out to be one the best bribes I ever made.

I don’t ever want to lose the fun factor that Kim and I have carefully cultivated and somewhat perfected over the last few years. We are not in the “big girl” league yet (and by big girl I am referring to one's swing, not her big...hair), but if and when we make it there, you can bet that there will still be plenty of giggles. So prepare to laugh at us (and with us), commiserate, cheer us on, and hopefully learn a thing or two about improving your own game through our lessons and experiences. So here's to two girlfriends who really believe that there is more to life than golf, and who want to get the most out of the sport that we can!

Over to you, Kimmie,

Patti

So it’s official…our blog is up and running, or shall we say swinging! We have several goals, but one of our main goals is to lower our golf handicaps in 12 months. We will chronicle our golf adventures, lessons and struggles while hopefully turning this into a successful business venture as well. Our mantra is: “Nothing like some bling to take the focus off the swing!” Here are some important stats regarding us girls:

Patti Pavey
Age: 54
Height: 5’5”
Weight: N/A
USGA Handicap: 26
Personal handicap: Bad back
Astrological sign: Cancer

Kim Thronson
Age: 43
Height: 5’10”
Weight: N/A
USGA Handicap: 32
Personal handicaps: 35” inseam and a bad back
Astrological sign: Aquarius

Wish us luck, and watch for our golf accessories that will soon be available online through our company, BijouJeux (fancy for gem/sport)!