GOLF

Gentlemen Only, Ladies Forbidden

Seriously? Does it really stand for that? What is it about golf that is so, so, echhhhh….GOLF!

I don’t understand it. I have talked to other wives, and they feel the same way. It is for some reason, an allowance for the men to be absent. Why?

Has it always been like this or I am just a new “golf wife” so I am still learning the ropes.

Don’t get me wrong, I love love love and adore my husband. I think exercise is great. I love that he is spending time outdoors, with his friends, blowing off steam all the time while whacking away at tiny balls…but I don’t get the allowance that GOLF creates.

I am having writers block, and I think it’s because I told my husband I wouldn’t talk about him in my blog. God is freezing my hands until I change the subject….For the record; this is not about my adoring and doting husband, this is about the golf monster that lives inside of him and all other men I know.

I just don’t get what it is about Golf that carries the weight and the association of “ok honey, you can go play with your friends for the day, and have lunch/dinner/drinks with them after.” And I allow it. I don’t care if my husband plays golf, I am the one that encouraged him to get a pass long ago. In fact, I want him to golf because I think he deserves it. He works really hard all week. He is a sweet and caring father and husband. He needs wants and deserves the time to play, and the male bonding thing is important too. I guess I just don’t see the same association with any one word for females. Even GOLF doesn’t carry the same. If it did, I think that a lot more women would play. Why not? Imagine getting up Sunday morning kissing and your sweet man good bye, knowing that he will take great care of your lovely children while you’re away, and heading off to hang out with 3 close friends outside, get a tan, and then sip margaritas after! HEL-LOOOO Sounds good to me.

Maybe we need our own word ladies, maybe the word “spa”. Maybe it just needs to stand for something the way GOLF does. …Like what?….Special Princess Association… Wow, that would be fun. Every Saturday to head off to the spa for 6 hours and it’s totally accepted and loved by your family! Imagine coming home and talking about your day! “Hey Honey, had a great one today. I decided to go with a different nail colour today…Ya…it’s called “I’m not really a waitress. I just feel like the “keys to my karma” wasn’t cutting it. So I feel like I am really perfecting the hot stone massage. I managed to really let my mind go this time while I lay there. Ya, no more worrying about how I just left for 6 hours, or what you are all doing. I know you’re having fun. Also, I really got my form straightened out in hot yoga. My butt was really up there…So, the funniest thing happened while I was getting a facial….” Wow. SPA. Imagine.. I just don’t see it happening though. For some reason GOLF just carries more with it, I don’t get it.

Come to think of it, I will be golfing soon. My sweet sweet children, all 37 months combined of them, gave me a fabulous golf package for Mother’s Day! It is 5 lessons and 2 green fees. I also received from my man some really cute golf shirts, and from a great girlfriend a hat, glove and another shirt! I have not golfed before and maybe it is time the love affair began.

*Liz