A Summery Golf Sunday

It was hard to believe that we are in the middle of November today, especially when I'm out on the golf course and it is in the mid-80s.  That's right, the mid-80s. It felt like the middle of July and midway through the 9 holes I was wishing I had brought some water. We were at Harbor too which meant a couple of really long holes and lots of walking. It didn't help that I barely had 4 hours of sleep last night, because I was binging on another cable TV series, this time the Blacklist. Maybe it was the story line about Lizzy the protagonist trying to adopt from the very first few episodes and then 2 seasons later, getting pregnant herself and trying to put the baby up for adoption. Of course that is a storyline that is near and dear to my heart. Still, probably shouldn't have stayed up until 1 in the morning watching though. It didn't affect my tee shots I will say that. On the very first hole I swatted the ball 220 yards straight down the middle and then dribbled a 6-iron right on the green from 110 yards out. And actually made my par putt! Wow. A par on the very first hole. I tried to fight off my usual comment..."hey I made my par, I can go home now". And then I focused on my nemesis 2nd hole. And after 2 shots, I was 150 out. Looking good. Until I yanked my iron way left like I am prone to do. And chipped it under th hole. At least I didn't have a blow up hole to follow my par. And then I swatted my tee shot again long and straight on the next hole. I was doing that all day. But I also started to miss on my fairway iron shots and started doing that all day as well. Sigh. And it turned out that the par on Hole 1 would be my last hurrah at a good hole all day. I can't even say I was bad on the 2nd shots because truthfully, I was fine with those too. But my approach to the green was also consistently bad and I started whiffing again right from 120 yards and in. Same old program. I have GOT to figure this thing out! And by the 9th hole the heat started getting to me. After all, it was now in the high 80s!! Still it turned out to be a good day and the people we were paired with were very nice. And it was a way better experience than it was last week at Roosevelt. I will take THAT as the win today.

I stopped at In-N-Out on the way back. The one on Sepulveda and although busy, it was not nearly as busy as the one in Redondo Beach or the one in my own backyard in Culver City. As in I barely waited 5 minutes to get my food. I downed my Coke first thing, wolfed down my double double and I was actually home right around 1 PM. I wanted to take a nap in the afternoon but somehow I found myself cleaning the apartment! Wow. Where did I find THIS energy? Maybe it was because I knew Silvia was flying in today and she may eventually come to see the apartment again. It has to be clean for that doesn't it? I did the kitchen last Friday I know. But the bathroom needed cleaning and I had 4 light bulbs were out and had to be replaced all over the house! And so I did find the energy somehow, cleaned the toilet, got on my hands and knees and did the bathroom floors, did the living room. Johnnie will be disappointed that I didn't clean up with him. For some reason he actually WANTS to do that as a dad-son activity! It was already dark and past 6 PM when I got done. I never even got to the bedroom but at least I also got my laundry done. We talked about me possibly going over to Lisa's to do dinner with Silvia but by 6:30 I still hadn't heard from them and so I figured they just had other plans or maybe Silvia was too tired. Jet lag you know. I just went out and got me some Pad See Iw from House of Thai Taste. And did my grocery shopping. The place sure looked different when all the light bulbs are working LOL LOL. Nice and bright. I just chilled the rest of Sunday evening on my couch. Caught up on my journal. Regardless of what did or didn't happen, it was a pretty good weekend. And a nice and quiet week that was.