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It's official, folks. Spring is here! And you know what that means? Time to crank up those squeeky little joints and hit the local driving range. That's right, Tiger-wannabes. Winter blues are over and all the daydreaming of hitting the lush green fairways and self-pity are a thing of the past - at least temporarily.

As for me, I'm hitting the fairways right away - down at Valley Brook. Straight to the point. Can't wait to get that momentum going again and shoot for my next A game. Never mind if my wife beats the hell out of my sensibilities. I need to get used to it anyway for the rest of the season. Never mind if my garage is screaming that it needs that spring overhaul. It will do just fine, just like tomorrow will take care of itself. Never mind if it is Easter Sunday and junior wants to go egg-hunting. I'm pretty sure the bunnies, especially the two-legged variety, will not mind at all.

It is business as usual and for those hubbies who procrastinated on fixing a leaking faucet or painting the deck, now is the perfect time to get back to the wify's graces. We don't want to see an extended Lenten season now, do we?