Our village girls group played Pelican yesterday and nearly froze to death.
Played Friday when the wind was blowing, just as cold but the sun was shining. A little more comfortable.
I was more comfortable on the day I was wearing long pants and of course layers. I had so many layers on I could hardly address the ball. I could hardly see the ball...
I got rid of all my knit hats when we moved here, pretty dumb of me.
We went to Panera afterward and all ordered hot chicken soup at ten thirty in the morning.
Sweetie found a pair of warm golf gloves for me.
Thank goodness for zip down sides on the golf cart.
Ah the pleasures and difficulties of golf addiction.
Any suggestions for being warmer on the course accepted gladly.