Saturday

     It is Saturday and should be a day off.  I should be out chasing the little white ball around the course.  That is not to be today as I have a lot to do.  At some point, soon I hope, things will get back to some state of normalcy and I will be able to play golf once a gain on a regular basis.
     I miss playing golf. Denise misses playing golf.  There is nothing better to do than to chase that little white ball around a grassy field.  It is not to be right now. Maybe when the house is put together as we want it and there is nothing else to move or place in that special spot.  Oh well, life goes on.

Maybe I'll take up wing walking.