It is going to be a gorgeous day in Georgia. Shall I work? No. Shall I clean the house? No. Shall I don my sundress, sunhat, and accompany my husband on a car ride? Yes. We are taking the day off after a rather hectic quarter end and going to spend the day lolling around the greens at Augusta National Golf Club watching this:
For you golf aficianodos, you know this is one of the four majors and the only time of year I am allowed to step foot in the place. Those old Southern gentlemen running the place certainly like their rules. No cell phones allowed on property. Period. And pimiento cheese sandwiches by the truckload. But it is going to be amazing. And getting tickets, well, it would be easier to plan to see a unicorn. As luck would have it, we are in.
Have a gorgeous day! I know we will.