JustBoo:
Hi Joe, as you know Im very new to all this WGT goings on, but have had the good luck to play with you and as add you as a friend. What you and the others do is wonderful, it brings back the real meaning of christmas, instead of all the commerical side. I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas.
As for the prizzies from Santa, Im not really needing anything, balls are always nice, but I would ask for my Tom, hes equipment is in great need of a make-over, and his joy would be my prezzie.
Love and christmas cheer to all
Well howdy doody Boo. Soooo glad you could make it. I am not 1 bit surprised that you did not ask for your self. Geez Louise, you would think I could do something for you.
JustBoo:
Well Santa you asked for a youth story so here goes, My first real Christmas was when I was 5, before then, like many others I was in a orphanage, but I remember this christmas, because it was the first time I had spent it in a real home. Dad had got me a real christmas tree, and mum and I decorated it, we put on the lights and lastly a star, and I thought it was the most beautiful tree I had ever seen, Christmas eve mum made some cookies and dad helped me write a note to Santa, we left a plate of cookies and milk with the note wishing Santa a merry christmas. Dad put a christmas sack up in my bedroom, and off to bed I went, like all children I tried so hard to stay awake to catch a glimpse of Santa, but went to sleep. In the morning I couldnt believe how many presents I had received. Later that day, aunts and uncles, cousins and friends dropped in to say hello, it was the very best of christmas ever, and one I will always remember. JustBoo x
Wow,
Boo, I had no idea. Not surprising where your core values come from. I am humbled yet again in your presence.
However we are dealing in a different kind of "presents" tonight. Tell your husband to look under the tree, as when I was sneaking in to give you something anyway I inadvertently steped on all his clubs and bent them.
There s a new driver so he can TRY to keep up with you now, and a driver is useless with out some good wood. Every gals husband needs good wood. Some wedges fell out of my bag as I was getting a new set of G20s for him, so he is going to just have to deal with it. The putter suffered the most damage as when I stepped on it,, it snapped up and hit my package of googies. Now Santa can't be without his package. So in a brief fit of elfin rage, I through it up the chimney. I replaced it with a nice putter and if you go back to santa original post he will find a csale to be spot on chasing you around the coures instead of just the house. I did manage to drop a couple of sleaves of balls in your stocking. You really shouldn't leave fishnet stocking for Santa Boo.
If Mrs Clause ever found out I was in your fishnet stockings, that just may be the end of Santa as we know him. Just a bit naughty is ok with Santa.
I wish you both the merriest of the days coming and long into the future on and off here.
Santa