Well, I’ve said it a few times, and it remains true – Life gets in the way of golf.  This time, it’s Mother’s Day.  Now, please understand, I am in no way advocating blowing off your mom to go sneak in nine, or even eighteen holes.  I certainly didn’t, nor would I.  I’m just using it as an example to prove my point – there’s always something to pull you away from the course.  But maybe I’ve come up with a bit of a solution.  Maybe the trick simply is – If you can’t beat ’em, make ’em join you.

I remember when I was just a kid that my mother and father both had a set of golf clubs, but I never saw either of them actually go out to a course and play a round.  I once asked and they both said they gave it a try, but they just didn’t really care for the game.  So the clubs just hung from a wall in the garage for years until my mother finally sold them at a yard sale.  But maybe the time has come where I can try to get her to give it another try?  After all, she’s been retired for several years and is still pretty active.  A relaxing sport like golf, carts and all, may be worth a second look.

Ok…I think it’s clear what I’m doing here.  I have an ulterior motive and I’m probably not doing a very good job of hiding it.  As a matter of fact, I’m sure I’ve fooled no one.  Look, it’s not that I don’t want to celebrate Mother’s Day with my mom.  It’s not that I don’t want to gather with my family for brunch.  I love doing these things!  But you know what else I love doing?  Golfing on a glorious, cloudless, 78 degree, spring day.  See what I’m saying?

I’m thinking that if I can convince her to take up golf again, then I can spend time with her on Mother’s Day, still have that brunch that I love and get out on the course without feeing guilty.  How could I feel guilty if she’s right there with me?  Does this sound shady?  I have to admit, it does a little bit…even to me.  But on the other hand….you’re just jealous that I thought of it first.

Swing ’til you’re happy!