She Forced Me To Play Golf On Sunday

     So, my wife forced me to play golf on Saturday.  She does this almost every week and has intensified her efforts now that the weather is improving here in our part of California. I don't know how much longer I can deal with this.  Its kind of intimidating when she says, "You will take me to play golf today, or else." Well, I see no other alternative than to give into her demands. My guess is that's what The Founding Fathers meant when they put "To Insure Domestic Tranquility" into the Constitution.  If she's not happy, nobody is happy.
     We met as a result of using an online dating service.  I won't mention which one because E-Harmony is not compensating me monetarily to mention them so I won't.  One of the most important attributes that I put in my profile and the traits of a possible match was that the person I was to meet and possibly spend the rest of my life with play golf.  The fact that I played golf and enjoyed it very much was important to my wife as well.  Needless to say, this was a match made in heaven.  We were smitten with each other the moment we laid eyes upon one another.  I know that she loved to play golf, but I didn't realize just how deep that love for the game was.
     I think that I mentioned before that my wife used to play a lot of softball and was on the basketball and volleyball teams at the college she went to.  She is an athlete, so she took to golf very easily and hits the ball with some good power.  I have to say--and I say this in a good way Dear--that my wife is truly a competitive animal and golf is an appropriate outlet for her competitive drive.  And, she only gets better each time we play.
     Last year we actually broke down and bought her a set of women's clubs. It was pretty hard playing a set of her father's hand me down irons and woods. She bought a 24 pack of Top-Flite balls and at this point has used them all and has gone to a softer "ladies" ball which are a lot easier to hit. My wife can compress the ball much better than a "top rock" and it shows in the distances she has been getting as well as the higher ball flight. It is just easier to get the softer ball into the air. She was complaining that her putter was too long so Friday night we went to a local nationally known sporting goods store--I'm not going to mention Dick's Sporting Goods because they don't compensate me for mentioning them either--and she bought a brand new Odessy putter. When do I get a brand new putter?  Let's keep her happy.
     All kidding aside, I consider myself fortunate to have a wife that loves the game of golf as much as I do.  I can kid about the fact that she forces me to play golf with her but the bottom line is that we enjoy playing the game together and look forward to continuing this. We have a lot of laughs out there and the time we spent together is good quality time out of our busy schedules. If you have a spouse or significant other that plays golf, consider yourself blessed. Excuse me now, I'm going to take some ibuprofen and soak in the jacuzzi spa because I'm sore from playing two days in a row--ah, the misery of it all. It is a wonderful thing to share the game of golf together.

She hit that one deep.  It went by me by 50 yards.