My player is Madeleine Sheils.
Played the back yesterday and the front today. With plenty of short game work in between.
So I get a text from Maddie this morning asking to bring her a hot, medium, soy, hazelnut latte in exchange for the phone case she ordered for me through Amazon. I bring the coffee, she pays for the case so of course, I went for it.
I stopped at the Panera Bread close to the course but they didn’t have soy milk. Noticed there was a Starbucks close so I headed there. Unfortunately, it was in a Target which was closed so back to the Panera I went.
I placed the order but they didn’t have hazelnut and the lady behind the counter could see the frustration on my face. So I go outside and give Maddie a call. We’ve been communicating by text and it was becoming cumbersome. Better to get things straight with a phone call. Given the choices, Maddie settled for vanilla instead.
I go in for the third time and placed the following order. “I’ll take a hot, medium, vanilla latte and a razor blade to slit my wrists.” She got a chuckle out of that and probably the most unusual order ever.
But I wasn’t through. Upon pickup, whipped cream was an option and was told it was pretty much standard. Of course, I took it.
$5.10 later, I leave and within a few minutes, Maddie had the concoction in her hand. After all that, I made sure she drank the last drop which didn’t seem to be a problem. She likes her lattes.
There was a Monday morning pro-am and complimentary breakfast for the participants was coffee and some of the largest, gooiest donuts on the planet. Funny, given that GREATLIFE is all about golf and fitness. 🙂
Maddie drove up from Omaha on Monday in a garishly blue Hyundai Accent rental and will have it all week. She’s christened it “The Blueberry”.
Times are tough out here on the Symetra Tour. Golf balls are at a premium which Fiona Puyo’s looper found out on the eighteenth hole. Now that’s going above and beyond.
Don’t get any ideas Madeleine. 🙂
This week’s digs is a newly remodeled Super 8 with one of the better hot breakfasts I’ve experienced for such a moderate motel. I felt my two week run of bad luck regarding living quarters was over until 2 AM this morning. That’s when the low battery warning on the smoke alarm started chirping. 😦
Eyed this plate yesterday. Just 49 cents short of fame and fortune.
Then there was this: