CB took me to the golf course this afternoon to keep him company while he played 18 holes. I'm not much for playing golf yet (ever) and my cart driving has never been very safe, so I was indeed "just" company.
Here's my beloved on the first tee box. What form! Is Tiger Woods looking for a coach?
I love this picture. It's the hole where CB got his most recent hole in one.
CB on the green. And it only took 5 strokes to get there.
I kid. I kid.
Poison ivy.
My bra in the glove box of CB's golf cart.
I shall let you use your imagination.
With this reminder: I'm crippled.
