You may remember a while back that I had posted about trying to have more fun and get more creative with our date night and also our family home evenings. Well after our first attempts we had a lot of fun, but it was getting hard to keep coming up with ideas and then to try and put them together. We've still done it as often as we can and it's been so worth it. Hopefully I'll have some more updates each month. This past Monday Cass had been starting to get things packed up and boxed and she decided that we needed to do something fun for FHE. So we called our friends the Wilsons (you may recognize them from posts such as "The Halloween Party") and also our firends and next door neighbors the Heatons and invited them to go on an African Safari. Cass made an excellent dinner of Lion Chops (Fried Chicken), Safari Smashed Potatoes, African Happy Juice (Lemonade), and a Savanah Sampler which included vegetables from all over the desert. We ate at our base camp before going on the Safari (Planet Earth - Great Plains, Deserts).
Then this past Wednesday we had our weekley Date Night. Many of you may have heard me complain about this, but before Cass and I were married I asked her if she would go golfing with me. She promised she would and I took it to mean that she would "happily" go and it would be something that we could do together as a couple OFTEN, but apparently I misinterpreted it and she was thinking that from the time we got married she would have the rest of forever to one day go golfing with me once. So I decided that I would just take matters into my own hands. I got a babysitter and told Cass Wednesday night that we were going on a date and it wasn't until the last minute that I actually told her what we were doing. At first I thought she'd just have fun driving the golf cart, but when she found out it was an extra $10 she vetoed the golf cart saying golf was too expensive. Then we get out to the first tee and just as the group in front of us is getting ready to tee off Cass starts talking. I let her know that you can't talk during someone's backswing. That brought another round of how rediculous golf is. So after two strikes and about 30 strokes, 30 mulligans, 45 minutes, and two holes later I was thinking that this might not have been such a great idea, but then she caught on and started to hit the ball and we ended up having a lot of fun. Cass ended up playing really well for her first time and I think that I may get another round out of her. Even if it takes me another three and a half years, I'll take it.
So the first time Cass hit it into the sand trap she just walked on in and picked it up and put it down on the grass and then hit it again. I didn't say anything, but then as we were walking to the next shot she says, "so what's the penalty for hitting it in the sand?" I told her that there isn't a penalty but you just have to hit it out of the sand. So that's why you see the video above. It was just after that swing that she asked me what the rake was for. She's not a fan of "etiquette."
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