Golf Lesson

This morning I got up early, put on my long johns, dressed quietly, made

coffee, grabbed my clubs, slipped quietly into the garage, loaded my clubs

into the car and proceeded to back it out into a torrential downpour.

There was snow mixed with the rain and the wind was blowing. I pulled back

into the garage, turned on the radio for a few minutes and discovered that

the weather would be bad throughout the day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed and slipped back into the

still warm bed. There I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different

anticipation and whispered huskily, 'The weather out there is terrible.'

She sleepily replied, 'I know. Can you believe my husband is out golfing in

that shit?