Ugh, apparently golf season has already started. Most of you are aware of my hate for the sport, as well as Ben's obsessive and undying love for it.
Well, it's 36 degrees and sleeting, and guess where my husband is? On the golf course. The man is crazy.
A perk of December through March is that the weather is too cold for golf, which means that I'm not a Saturday golf widow. Not this year though- Benjamin started golfing on February 13 (not counting his St. George golf weekend in January).
I hate golf. And the golf channel. And Tiger Woods.