It's been almost 3 weeks since the sinking golf cart episode. Today's weather was about as perfect as it ever gets in South Texas (40's at dawn, rising into the mid 70's in the early afternoon, with 5-10 mph of breeze flowing out of the southeast), so we just HAD to go out to the golf course.
Ruth came along, and the three of us had a very nice afternoon. The golf was only OK, but the weather and the company couldn't have been much better.
Several comments were made about turtles, to Carol's chagrin. She did tell me on the way to the course that she had left her cell phone and new watch at home. I started giggling, and then she started laughing and we both had a good laugh about her cart's misadventure a few weeks ago.
When we came home I was saddened along with much of the rest of the world to learn of Pope John Paul II's passing. We're not Catholic, but it would be difficult for anyone to deny the influence that man has had on the world.
It's now evening. We were able to get a lot of minor weekend projects done, a good round of golf, and we've just enjoyed each other's company. No cute comedy, not anything exciting to blog about, just a great Saturday.
That's not altogether bad, is it?