Archive for the 'Vito' Category
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Looking for a Unique Holiday Golf Gift? Photo Ball Markers!
Stumped as to what to get for the golfer in your life? Whether it’s a stocking stuffer or major gift budget for you, $25 can get you an awesome and unique gift for that golfer who has everything (even if that golfer is you).
If you can capture it in a photo, you can put it […]
Published by golfchick on November 30th, 2011 tagged Golf Goods, Golf gifts, Vito | 10 Comments »
Blogging Girl, Interrupted
I planned on a nice little martini blogging session tonight. Alas, it’s not meant to be. I was going to blog about the dimple-less Caesar Golf balls but other plans came up. I had already poured - and started to drink - my martini when the mommy of Vito’s play-date for tomorrow called and said […]
Published by golfchick on August 7th, 2008 tagged Golf Goods, Rants And Random Ramblings, Vito | 8 Comments »
Doing My Duty, Passing Golf Courses
Today I am fulfilling my civic duty in response to a jury summons. You probably know what this means: a lot of waiting around to either never get called for a panel or get called and dismissed. Either way, it’s a lot of waiting around. I’m actually managing to get a lot done today since […]
Published by golfchick on July 10th, 2008 tagged Rants And Random Ramblings, Vito | 8 Comments »
Golf Clubs on Board
After a whirlwind road trip, I’m back home in time to celebrate Independence Day locally. We drove a total of 2200 miles and arrived home yesterday afternoon and unloaded the filthy vehicle.
When we were planning the trip, we had concerns about fitting everything in the car. We folded down the rear row of seats to […]
Published by golfchick on July 4th, 2008 tagged Golf Goods, Golf Travel, Golf Trips, Vito | 15 Comments »
Road Trip Update
We’re almost there. It has been a leisurely drive and we’re taking our time. We also have company in our convoy but I still can’t release details since the surprise hasn’t happened yet. We have seen many golf courses and Greg may go play a little nine-holer across the street from where we’re staying […]
