First golf game of the season, with pictures for added drama…

On the weekend Scott and I finally were able to head out with Erica and D for our first golf game of the year. There was a 40% chance of rain, but the sky was looking pretty clear during the day so we braved the weather and headed to our favourite free golf course ( free because, well our family owns it, pretty sweet!). Scott and I got there a bit early to practice our putting and chips, I was sucking pretty badly already! We got some fries before the game and headed out to the first tee to tee off at around 3:15.

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Sometimes in life there are strange coincidences - it may even take you a while to notice them.

On Sunday, Micaela and Lauren hosted a bridal shower for Katelyn at our house. It was a friends/sisters/cousins bridal shower with the theme “Naughty or Nice”, so naturally we had to kick the parents and the boyfriend/fiances out of the house.

Dad went off with a good family friend, Bob (affectionatly referred to as “Dad’s boyfriend”), while Mom and the boys went golfing at The Fox. We girls had a lovely time making honeymoon undies, toilet-paper wedding dresses, drinking mimosas, enjoying the treats made for us by resident chef/Micaela’s boyfriend Kent, and admiring the gifts for the bride!

Later that evening, my FIANCE (I’m still getting used to writing and saying that!) was telling me about their golf game. He noted that he and Kent shared clubs as Kent doesn’t own a set and hasn’t golfed in several years and, among the 4 or 5 sets of clubs at our house, there are no left handed golf clubs.

He then realized that himself, Kent, and Scott (Kate’s fiance) are all left handed golfers who do everything else right handed (as far as I know). Meanwhile, they were golfing with Mom, a righty golfer - but lefty everything else.

What are the chances? Seriously. Three sisters, dating/engaged to three men who are all lefty golfers who do everything else right-handed. Strange coincidence. Or just strange.