Top Golf

For starters,

I, Sarah Vaughn, hereby claim that I am not a golfer...nor may ever be. :D

I may agree to future rides in a golf cart, while escorting the husband around.

**disclaimer**

I may unintentionally hit a huge bump, and let clubs fall off back of cart unknowingly. :D

{did this once already. UNKNOWINGLY :D}

The Goods

Gulp, yup that's me with my very own TOP GOLF membership card. I was forced, coerced, bribed  enthralled to receive such a card.  Notice the pure joy & enthusiasm on my face.

Our co-conspirators, yes, Heather you were one of them. :D

James and his game face. Noticed the uneaten nachos, baby Doggett 1 & baby Doggett 2 didn't like them this particular night. :D

[So, not to start any rumors...supposedly there's only one heartbeat]

Golfer Heather assuming postition.

Yes, I may not be a pro...but check out that back swing. I promise I heard someone yell, "Hey, batter-batter."

Lastly, a picture of my beloved "Lemon" water. :D

P.S. I am still recovering from my complex of missing those golfballs.