Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Happy Valentines Day...

...Y'all...hope it wasn't a St. Valentine's day massacre for you.  Above is our little feast, the crown jewel being the glazed cream cheese paczki's.

The white roses mixed in with the reds are from Karen's birthday on the 1st, so they're still hanging on.  Pretty impressive.
The heart shaped pizza Karen made tonight...a delicious treat.
...and the beauty herself, holding her flowers.

We don't go crazy on this Hallmark holiday, but we do make an effort to enjoy a low key celebration of our love for each other.

It's "go live" week at work for the warehouse management system we've been working on for the past two years, so things are pretty intense at the moment.  I'll be glad when it's mid March; we should be by all the excitement then.

This past weekend we watched a couple of old movies, and I liked the opening Universal logo so I took a picture of it:
Love that art deco lettering.

Have decided to take up golfing again after a 20+ year layoff.  One of my sons enjoys golfing so the plan is to go out with him a few times this year.

Because I'm a fan of all things vintage, the clubs I bought are hickory shafts from the 1920's and 1930's, restored and playable.
This set has a brassie wood, a cleek iron, a mashie, a mashie niblick, a niblick and a putter.

That's more or less equivalent to a driver, a 2 iron, a 6, 8, 9/wedge iron and putter.

Back in the day when I would accompany my dad or brother in a round of flog, I used to occasionally do what I called my "3 club challenge".

I once read the great Jim Thorpe used to shoot par for 18 holes with only a driver and niblick.  While that may or may not have been true, I figured I'd tweak it a bit and give it a try.

Since a great golfer I wasn't, I found I scored about the same with 3 clubs - a fairway wood, a 5 iron and a putter - as I did with a bag full of 8 or 10 clubs.

Once I'm used to swinging the hickory sticks, I plan to do the same...only this time I'll be carrying a spoon, a mashie, and a putter.

Here I am in my traditional 1920's/30's golf garb.  Note the tie, in a double windsor knot, of course.
Ok, so that's not me but my stuff looks pretty similar.

Karen asked me if I was really going to be seen in public in my "costume".

"It's not a costume, my dear," I replied.  "It's more of a uniform, the traditional clothing all experienced hickory golfers wear."

"Then why are you wearing it?" she wanted to know.

Point taken.

We'll see how this goes.

I'm hopeful I haven't just gotten older with the passage of time...that I've also matured as the years raced by...that enough rough edges have been knocked off and I'll be able to find the joy in this activity and not be a slave to strokes on a scorecard.

It's late and go live week continues...

later, mcm fans...

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