A page from husband’s diary…

Saturday morning I got up early, dressed quietly, grabbed my golf bag, tried not to wake my wife, sneaked quietly into garage & proceeded to back out into…. a torrential rain ! Wind was blowing at 50 mph.

I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio & discovered that the weather would be bad through out the day.

Disappointed I went back into the house,quietly undressed, and sneaked back into bed.

There I cuddled up to my wife’s back& whispered, “The weather out there is terrible.”

My beautiful and loving wife replied, “I know… and can you believe my stupid husband is out there playing golf in that terrible weather !”

I still don’t know to this day if she was joking, but I have stopped playing golf.
– SantaBanta

Posted by Damian@8wdee.com