Thursday was our 10-year anniversary and I can’t believe how quickly time has passed.  Stuart and I both took the day off to spend together, and these days our favorite thing to do together has been golfing.  After we dropped the boys off at CDC in the morning, we headed up to our tee time.  My preferred golf course was under renovation on it’s back nine, therefore, we made a plan to play the front nine twice to get 18 holes.  After a little bit of warm up, we were off to start as a two-some.  It was great being out in the course again, and not being crowded was an extra bonus.  Both of us were doing fine with our swings, but I did lose quite a few balls in the hazards.  I got a better hang of it by the second 9 holes and had some good hits per my standard.  I was especially happy since I did not lose any balls in this round.  However I had lost my pitching wedge somewhere on the way.  More crazy then that was at the third to last hole, I hit my ball to the shrub.  I was being careless and impatient, and used my arm to retrieve a ball instead of using my club to push it out all the way.  As soon as I grabbed the ball, I felt tingling and Stuart noticed the poison oak.  I rinsed my skin off with a little bit of water, and tried to focus and finish up the rest of the holes.  Both Stuart and I beat our own scores in the second nine which I was very happy with.  Then I quickly went to wash my arm with soap and water while Stuart checked with Lost and Found at the pro shop.  Luckily Stuart was able to recover my club.  Probably because I was able to wash my skin relatively quickly, it ended up not bothering me too much other than a slight pins and needle numbness for the rest of the day.  This was the first time I was exposed to poison oak; it was an interesting experience.

    We had our favorite lunch, and took a nap in the afternoon.  It was quite relaxing.  After we picked up the boys at school and finished their homework, we headed out for dinner.  The boys were happy to celebrate the big day with us too.