LPGA deliciousness

Oh the LPGA.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

Or maybe I should do a top ten list like David Letterman.

Either way there are going to be numbers involved.

Numero 10.

There are LPGA golfers playing golf in the backyard. This needs no explanation.
There are vicious rumors of In-Bev not renewing the tournament contract. If this happens, I will shed a tear. Seriously.

Numbero nine.

We usually have a house full of people stopping by over the entire weekend! I really enjoy seeing everyone. I also love being a hostess - just call me Martha.

Number 8.

I get to see these ladies.

Number 7.

The honey do list ACTUALLY gets done.

Number 6.

After watching the ladies for a weekend, they make playing golf look so easy. I really get the "kick ass and take names" attitude from them! Then I play golf the following week and that feeling is gone....immediately.

Number 5.

Thousands of fans make their way to Williamsburg for the weekend. With that, comes major money! With the state of the economy the way it is, tourists can come to Willamsburg and spend all they want! News Flash! There is more to Williamsburg than Busch Gardens.

I know, I know. No one told you.

But I just did - so considered yourself informed.

Number 4.

I get to see this lady. I may have a small crush. Hola Lorena. You play some bueno golf.

Number 3. I get to do some MAJOR people watching.

Number 2. Dear Apool. Next time your brother's girlfriend comes to play in the LPGA, can you let someone know? Thanks. Love, Mayme.

Although Meridith Swanson didn't make the final cut, it was awesome seeing a young lady from Roanoke play with the big dogs on Thursday! She played great and held her own! I now have another name to watch for- I know I'll see her name in these parts again!

Thank goodness that the rule of "It's a small world" is still in play.

I was able to meet Apool's brother and Meredith's fan club, all because of bug spray! Let me give the short version to a long story. The bugs were so bad the week of the tournament because of all of the rain we had prior to the start of play. I noticed the guy next to me swatting at all of the bugs and made a joke about him not having any bug spray. When he asked for some, I noticed his Roanoke College Lacrosse. When I told him I was from Roanoke, the rest was history! It was Meredith's camera guy and the person helping him was Apool's brother! Oh, and I was able to give them some bug spray. Like I said, I love being a hostess.

Number 1. No Pain, No Gain.

Really? You forgot to put sunblock on because Lorena was on Hole 5 and you were in a hurry? Nice Amy. Nice.

I'm sad to report, but I have a nasty case of cankle.

The left inner leg took a major beating from the sun.

And yes, my feet are on my cabinets.

I didn't want to take the picture with my feet on my kitchen floor. You would then see all of the dirt that I have been too tired to vacuum up. I can't have any of that silly.

The way I was sitting while the leaders passed through Hole 6 is quite evident. Even 3 days later.

If you can't watch Kristie Kerr make Kingsmill history by becoming the first 2 time winner, while simultaneously feeling the first layer of your skin fry off, then you can't call yourself a fan.

You can't even see my ankle bone.

With the above picture, I believe I should receive the fan of the year award. Either that, or Idiot of the year. Both are MORE than suitable.