Holy Golf-Lover's Dream! Last week I was one of the game's
luckiest spectators as I stepped foot onto the hallowed grounds of Augusta
National - the most beautiful course in the world.
Ten years ago my Dad and two Uncles went with my Grandpa
when one of my Uncle's won the lottery for a chance to purchase four Masters
practice round tickets. In 2005, my Grandpa, the one responsible for the
Grayson boys' love of golf, passed away peacefully in his home just a few yards
away from the 16th green where I practiced many putts as a child.
Last year my Uncle won the ticket lottery again and I was asked by them to
complete the foursome in my Grandpa's honor. A new chapter in my life has
begun.
The Par 3 course at Augusta National is beautiful! This is one of my
favorite reflection shots from the 9th green. That's Nick Faldo in the
blue shirt. I have mixed feelings about him because of things he has
said in the past about Tiger, but then again, Tiger didn't show up on
Wednesday to practice or the Par 3 tournament so I have mixed feelings
about him, too. We got snubbed!
Just kidding, TW (I'm sure he's reading this ), I'll still root for you!
Anyway, here's the shot...
Larger versions of this photo can be found at Flickr ---- here!
Morning coffee. I can't live without it, especially the first cup before heading out to take my son to preschool. Normally I don't take a cup with me on the road. There is usually a cup or so left in the pot from the coffee my wife drinks on the way to the gym at 5:00am. I'll have my one cup and make a fresh pot when I get home from the school run. However, today my wife didn't go to the gym so there was extra coffee in the pot just staring at me begging to go on a road trip, so I grabbed the first travel mug I saw and filled her up!
After loading up the kids in the truck and securely fastening them into their seats, I realized that I left my sunglasses in the minivan that my wife took to work today. My eyes do not function well without sunglasses. I looked around for my son's Batman or Thomas the Tank Engine shades but all I could find were my wife's Nine West sunglasses. Not wanting to cause an accident because my eyes would be almost closed from squinting at the bright ball of fire in the sky, I put them on for the trip to school and back.
Then at the first stoplight when I took a sip of coffee I noticed this image when I glanced in the rear view mirror:
^ Sassy!
This would be one of those moments in life that my wife is glad that I am all hers...for eternity! I could see the women in the cars around me trying to steal a glimpse of the complete and total hotness emitting from the truck next to them. Coming my way would be a wink, a flirty giggle, and the popular, "call me" whispered from their lips with the phone hand gestures at their ears.
Sorry, ladies. This sassy stay-at-home dad is off the market!
I'm still working on the hundreds of photos I took last Wednesday and will start posting them here soon.
Out at the Masters they do not allow cell phones on the course but have rows of phones where you can make free long distance calls. Being the super dork that I am, I called my house so it would show up on the caller ID. I wanted to take a photo of my phone when I got home.
I'm not surprised, really. I've been called a spaz many times. I clicked the mouse 163 times in 30 seconds and that's only after one cup of coffee! Click the test above and see how you do.
), I'll still root for you!
