Talking helps

My husband and another couple play golf every Sunday. On hole #5 we were joking that I should make a hole in one so I could buy lunch for everyone. We kept talking about who to notify and who should get the hole in one. On hole #7 I put my ball down, thought I was too far forward of the tee markers, moved the ball back then hit. The green is lower than our tee box so everyone saw the ball bounce on the fringe and roll into the cup. After 36 years of playing golf and watching my husband get 3 holes in one, I finally got my due. Thanks for making the perfect ball for me. Oh, and we won the $2 too. A great day. I bought lunch.