The Wife of a Golfer

Thanks for the pic, HuffPost xo

I am a happy wife of a golfer which is unusual, tho at times it can be very frustrating, like now, as work (ridiculously long hours since returning from holidays) and golf (it's summer in Ireland, so good golfing weather) keep G away from MissM and I on weekends when we are desperate for family time.

It's a really hard thing to balance, don't you find? Work. Family. Personal time. Hobbies/interests. Time with friends. Study.

There is never enough time in the week/month to fit it all in, so you in a way you have to a little bit selfish (in the positive sense of the word), or is dedicated or committed more apt, to doing EVERYTHING you want/need to do.

I get oodles of time during school term to indulge in my hobbies and interests, to hang out with friends and have fun. MissM's social life is pretty cool too. G seems to go to work and come home, hang out with us and go back to work, except in summer when it's GOLF season.

If you or you're partner are passionate about the gym or running, or cycling, are studying or 'whatever', you'll know what I mean. These things take commitment and time away from the family and it can take some getting used to, especially if the things you enjoy doing don't align time wise.


When we moved to Ireland 2006, he struggled to find time to play because work was crazy busy, and we were inundated with guests or were out'n'about exploring. He played LINKS a few times, but doesn't enjoy it. Too much like hard work me-thinks with all that long grass.

He didn't play any golf in Japan due to expense and lack of introduction to a course. He did go to one of those multi-storey, brightly lit places you see on the movies. I know!  They really do exist!!

Thanks Google Images.

My diary is dotted with G playing golf (tbc) or G playing golf (confirmed). 

He's played some stunning courses. I have to believe him cos they look similar to me.

Concra Wood Golf Course

Blunclody Golf Course

Aileen Castle Golf and Spa

Dun Laogharie Golf Course

Our recent summer holiday to the Algarve offered him several world class courses to play. We had the mornings together and he went off to play a few afternoons. MissM and I happily hung around the pool.

Oceanica Laguna

Victoria 

A View From a Golf Buggy on the Algarve

I asked him to take photos so I can make an album for him, The Golf Courses I Have Played sounds like a nice title. Occasionally one of his mates take a photo of him ...... here he is in full swing, wearing a jumper he won in competition.

My G xoxoxoxox

I don't mind being the wife of a golfer. If he keeps playing the way he is, maybe one day he'll play some fantastic competition and win a huge amount of money and then he can retire ................

With friendship
x

Colouring In Is My New Creative Outlet

There's a frustration when you enjoy being creative, and that is you often end up with too much of what you create, so you either give it away or stop.

Over the years, I've done both. Projects became gifts, or the activity was stopped altogether.  How many tapestries or cross-stitched pillows can you have? My first tapestry was Pierrot, the sad clown, sitting on a crescent moon. I still have it, well MissM does now. Goodness knows where all the others are now. Our neighbour's lounge room was like an art gallery of her daughters tapestries - it was a bit much.

Then came rug-making for a school art project.  The click clack of the hook rug thru the matting, creating designs and seeing the finished rug was great. reward. The lower back pain from sitting on the floor for hours on end was probably the start of my back issues (but that's another chat)

Not mine, but you get the gist. 

As an adult, I dived right back into the creative arena after the break up of a long term relationship. In some ways, it was a form of social hibernation.  The concentration needed to learn new skills and master them helped me forget how I was feeling for a few hours each week. Before I knew it, I was over the relationship (yeah me) and totally into my new love - craft.

A 6 month decorative finishing course at evening college was my first full on 'course' experience.

I sponge painted, crackled, painted folk art, learnt to marble with paint and more, on everything from wooden tissue boxes, to pen holder, to photograph frames, to mirrors. A friend who visited one Saturday night said she was scared to stand still for too long for fear of being painted!

Not mine, but I created a very similar board in folk art class.

Not mine, but marbling eggs for Easter gifts was fun.

MrsH's neighbour taught decoupage. The idea of cutting gift wrapping paper and glueing it onto a wooden tissue box or tray or ceramic plate fascinated me. After a couple of weeks I was hooked.  It was a no-brainer to invest in the right scissors, glue, brushes, paints, sandpaper, glaze I was ready to go. We met every Wednesday night from 7pm til whenever our eyes started to hurt. We talked, cried, shared problems, solved problems and created some stunning pieces.

Decoupage was my Wednesday night appointment. It went on for nearly 3 years. You can only imagine the number of pieces created in that time. Most of my pieces are in our storage unit back home, or given to friends as gifts.

From there, I tried mosaics. I saw a mirror in a shop and loved it but it was very expensive. I thought 'surely I could do that' and started looking for a mosaic course. I found a teacher, and I made the mirror. In fact, I made two.

In Japan I learnt Ikebana. What a wonderful experience!

In the UK I continued by Ikebana and achieved my first 3 certificates of which I'm super proud.  The vases, kenzans (pin beds the flowers are placed on for the designs) and books filled a moving box. It's a skill for life and I love it, using it as often as possible, tho my technique is more freestyle these days.

MissM did pottery at school and was very good at it. I asked her teacher to do two commissions for me, and said 'why don't you come to class on Monday mornings and make them yourself,' so I did.


These past few months my dilemma is quite simply I am desperately missing my creative outlets, but I don't want to do something just for the sake of doing it, and certainly don't want to accumulate more 'stuff'.

While in a local bookshop looking for a birthday gift, I stumbled across COLOURING IN FOR ADULTS.

Really?

YES!

Intricate, calming designs ready to be coloured in. All I needed was a pack of pencils. How much easier could this be? No huge outlay, no investment in tools, no accumulation of stuff. Perfect!

I colour in for at least half an hour every other day, and clear my mind of all it's thoughts and focus on the colouring in. Choosing the right combinations of colours, making sure the hues are right, learning how to get the best from the pencil nib, pressing harder or lighter creates different depths colour, short/fast strokes are different to long/slow ones on the paper.

The designs are intricate. Some make me go a bit cross eyed as there's so much detail, so I just turn the page and start on something new.

Who knew at my age, colouring in would be my new creative outlet!

You should try it sometime. Love to know how you go.