It truly is the best week in the year. It's Masters Week.
I have come to truly appreciate the game of golf. I won't lie, I haven't always been the biggest fan--the game caught my eye back in 2013 when Adam Scott won The Masters, and ever since then, I've been hooked.
"...so do you play?"
Nope. I don't. I'm terrible. I am very aware that to get confident with any skill you must practice, but with golf, my competitive nature comes out-- I get frustrated and not-nice fairly quickly...so I stick to being a spectator. The game will forever fascinate me.
My first tournament experience came in 2015 in Wisconsin. I won't lie, it was one of the best trips I've taken and I got to experience to how fun a golf tournament is. Call me bonkers, on this one--I'll happily take that as a compliment. I don't know what it is, but a golf course has become one of my happy places.
Leaving the tournament that first day...there was something I noticed on the way out...aside from Adam Scott (no joke...and very sexy I might add), the one thing that caught my eye was the score board. It was beautiful. All the players' names beautifully scribed in perfect alignment.
My Goal-In-One was born.
I want to be the calligrapher for the PGA.
One day--you will see my hand writing on that magical board and me (probably on a step stool) with the marker in my hand.
H A P P Y M A S T E R S W E E K
(photo is of Rory McIlroy because I was too chicken to take a picture/talk to Adam Scott)