Darla was treated to a Luke Bryan concert this week by her good friend, Missy. It was Missy's birthday and she asked her husband for tickets to the concert on Thursday night, but asked if she could get two tickets and take Darla. Darla lent Missy some cowboy boots and they headed out to see Little Big Town and Luke Bryan at the Toyota Amphitheater in Wheatland. I guess they had a great time, but had some Amazons show up in front of them and had trouble seeing. Missy and Darla have been friends for 20 years.
I played golf on Thursday in a charity event. Our team shot a 65 and the winners were 58. I did win a closest to the pin (which you can't cheat on) and won a gift card for Home Depot. I used it Thursday afternoon and bought some seed, lawn soil, starter fertilizer and a mill bastard file to sharpen my mower blade. If it's too hard to use, then it's a bastard file. I got the lawn prepped with some Ironite and soil, raked and seeded, put down starter fertilizer and some lawn soil as a topper. Now it's all about water and sunlight. We did get a bit of a warm up over the weekend with high 90's both days and I was able to water the lawn three times to keep the seed moist. Tomorrow is set to be about 99 degrees and then we are set for a cool off with temperatures topping out at 77 degrees on Thursday. I look forward to seeing the grass fill in over the next month.
I played golf on Saturday in the Rose Cup Qualifier. I knew going in that I wouldn't be able to qualify as the Rose Cup will again be played on the same week as our Manager's Meeting in Farmington Hills. I suppose that changes the way I play, but I was mostly horrible in shooting a 44+48=92. The whole round changed for me on number 9. I play from the white tees now and all of the guys in my group are white tee players. The Rose Cup is played from the blue tees and the qualifier is as well. On the 9th tee, John got up and hit his drive, followed by Charlie and then me. As soon as I hit the ball I realized that we were at the white tees. John started the parade, but we all followed like sheep. I stopped Dick from teeing off at the wrong tees and he thanked me by telling me that we needed to tee off again from the correct tees and we'd be hitting three. I KNOW that. Thank you would have been nice as he had his ball teed up at the white tees when I stopped him. I shot 8 on the par 4 and was four over going into number 9. My round fell apart at that point. I was bad all day and five over after four holes, but had back to back birdies on number 6 and 7 to bring me back before hitting on nine. did win $30 in skins for my two birdies and improved my year long eclectic score to 66. The Eclectic is our best scores on each hole at Diamond Oaks in stroke play events throughout the year.
Church today was the "tithe" talk, where our leaders remind us that this is the only place that God asks us to "test" him. It was a great message with many examples of how God has provided for those that trusted him with their finances. They closed the service with a message from an English pastor on video. He told the story of how a businessman went to a doughnut shop and got a cup of tea and a small bag of doughnuts. The shoppe was packed and he couldn't find a place to sit. He searched and finally found a table for two that one man was sitting at. He approached and the guy waved him in. He busied himself taking off his coat and scarf, setting his briefcase aside and finally sat down to enjoy his tea and doughnuts. He took the bag and selected a doughnut, took a bite and had a refreshing sip of tea, Just then, the man at the table across from him grabbed the bag and took a doughnut. The businessman was shocked, gave him a look and moved the bag of doughnuts over by his tea cup. He selected another doughnut, noticing there was only one left, and placed the bag behind his cup of tea. As he was enjoying his second doughnut, the guy across from him reached across the table and took the bag, broke the final doughnut in half and placed the other half in the bag and slid it back over by the businessman's cup. The businessman was steamed. He didn't know if the guy was nuts, but didn't want to confront him. The man finished up, got his coat, tipped his cap and left. The businessman didn't want the doughnut the crazy guy had touched. He crumpled up the bag, stood up and put on his coat and scarf and as he reached for his briefcase saw his bag of donuts sitting on top of the case. He hadn't had a guy stealing his doughnuts, the fact was the "crazy" guy was sharing his bag of doughnuts with a stranger. The moral is that all of the doughnuts belong to God.
I hope you all have a good week. Jennifer is back in Vegas after a weekend of celebrating her Mother's birthday in Dallas. We'll all tomorrow and get the scoop on how that went. I know they took a limo Friday night to Billy Bobs and had a big party at Diane's new digs in the Trophy Club on Saturday. Is the Trophy Club a place for men with Trophy wives? Just wondering. Be well. Ciao.
Church today was the "tithe" talk, where our leaders remind us that this is the only place that God asks us to "test" him. It was a great message with many examples of how God has provided for those that trusted him with their finances. They closed the service with a message from an English pastor on video. He told the story of how a businessman went to a doughnut shop and got a cup of tea and a small bag of doughnuts. The shoppe was packed and he couldn't find a place to sit. He searched and finally found a table for two that one man was sitting at. He approached and the guy waved him in. He busied himself taking off his coat and scarf, setting his briefcase aside and finally sat down to enjoy his tea and doughnuts. He took the bag and selected a doughnut, took a bite and had a refreshing sip of tea, Just then, the man at the table across from him grabbed the bag and took a doughnut. The businessman was shocked, gave him a look and moved the bag of doughnuts over by his tea cup. He selected another doughnut, noticing there was only one left, and placed the bag behind his cup of tea. As he was enjoying his second doughnut, the guy across from him reached across the table and took the bag, broke the final doughnut in half and placed the other half in the bag and slid it back over by the businessman's cup. The businessman was steamed. He didn't know if the guy was nuts, but didn't want to confront him. The man finished up, got his coat, tipped his cap and left. The businessman didn't want the doughnut the crazy guy had touched. He crumpled up the bag, stood up and put on his coat and scarf and as he reached for his briefcase saw his bag of donuts sitting on top of the case. He hadn't had a guy stealing his doughnuts, the fact was the "crazy" guy was sharing his bag of doughnuts with a stranger. The moral is that all of the doughnuts belong to God.
I hope you all have a good week. Jennifer is back in Vegas after a weekend of celebrating her Mother's birthday in Dallas. We'll all tomorrow and get the scoop on how that went. I know they took a limo Friday night to Billy Bobs and had a big party at Diane's new digs in the Trophy Club on Saturday. Is the Trophy Club a place for men with Trophy wives? Just wondering. Be well. Ciao.
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