FORE!
Hey Snake, Let's don some brightly colored clothes and head out!
Steerage.
Ahhh, Much Better!
The Spring is by far the best time of year in Atlanta! There are so many fantastic events to attend that require fabulous outfits!!!
Back in college, the Bellsouth Golf Tournament was a huge event on our social calendar. Unfortunately, having to be a grown-up and work had prevented my donning a brightly-colored outfit and partaking in the fun. Bummer. Schem (AKA: college best friend) and her boyfriend Sack had a standing date to attend this year's tournament. Mostly because Schem's dad has a sweet pad on the 16th green. Back in college, Schem's dad lived in a similarly beautiful home that was not located on the golf course. After two years of Schem and I coming back to Atlanta and embiding on his house account at the clubhouse, Schem's dad wizened up and bought a house right on the course. That way we don't have to charge anything! When our ice cubes got a little dry, we would simply saunter to the house! A wise financial move on his part. Well played, Daddy Schem, well played.
This year was a little different as we are joined by our handsome man companions who actually wanted to watch golf, not just dress cute and cocktail (in my world cocktail is a noun AND verb).
We had a blast! The girls did our girlie things, we laughed at the poor people in the stands that bought tickets, and enjoyed the day!
SIDENOTE: When you attend a golf tournament, it is not witty, cool, funny, or entertaining to ANYONE when you shout, "GET IN THE HOLE!" After each putt. Thank you, you tank top wearing tool.
Ahhh, Much Better!The Spring is by far the best time of year in Atlanta! There are so many fantastic events to attend that require fabulous outfits!!!
Back in college, the Bellsouth Golf Tournament was a huge event on our social calendar. Unfortunately, having to be a grown-up and work had prevented my donning a brightly-colored outfit and partaking in the fun. Bummer. Schem (AKA: college best friend) and her boyfriend Sack had a standing date to attend this year's tournament. Mostly because Schem's dad has a sweet pad on the 16th green. Back in college, Schem's dad lived in a similarly beautiful home that was not located on the golf course. After two years of Schem and I coming back to Atlanta and embiding on his house account at the clubhouse, Schem's dad wizened up and bought a house right on the course. That way we don't have to charge anything! When our ice cubes got a little dry, we would simply saunter to the house! A wise financial move on his part. Well played, Daddy Schem, well played.
This year was a little different as we are joined by our handsome man companions who actually wanted to watch golf, not just dress cute and cocktail (in my world cocktail is a noun AND verb).
We had a blast! The girls did our girlie things, we laughed at the poor people in the stands that bought tickets, and enjoyed the day!
SIDENOTE: When you attend a golf tournament, it is not witty, cool, funny, or entertaining to ANYONE when you shout, "GET IN THE HOLE!" After each putt. Thank you, you tank top wearing tool.
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