So, I spent the last few days watching the Masters Tournament…and cleaning my balls.

Wait…that sounds SO wrong ;-)

I Googled “how to clean your golf balls”…and the results were…amusing.

From regular soap and water…to denture tablets, to using the washing machine ( and softening your jeans at the same time), to bleach, to WD-40..the suggestions were numerous.

The most out there was…using a cement mixer.

Sound kind of counter-intuitive.

But then again, golfers are obsessed..with their balls.

Not having a concrete mixer readily available, I settled for the soap-in-the -sink solution.

My kid came home from work, and he just cracked up…there I was, the Master’s golf on, no sound…tunes cranked to high heaven…singing away…and washing balls.

I had my golf bag in the kitchen..transferring everything from my travel bag into my club bag…and he says…I shit you not…”Ah.. you’re in your happy zen place I see..”

He smiled, and said, “You don’t even have to be on the course to be in your happy zen place..why…washing balls is enough for you!”



Author:
Laurie
Time:
Monday, April 13th, 2009 at 9:23 am
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Stories, golf
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