Alright, let’s talk about this Nikki Guidish gal. I heard tell she’s hitched to that golf fella, Patrick Cantlay. Don’t know much about golf myself, seems like a lot of walkin’ around for not much action if you ask me. But hey, to each their own, right?
Now, this Nikki, she’s a smart cookie, or so they say. A pharmacist, whatever that is. Sounds fancy, like she deals with pills and such. Probably knows all them big words for the stuff they give ya at the doctor’s office. And she used to be one of them fitness models, you know, the kind that wear them skimpy outfits and show off their muscles. Good for her, I guess, though I reckon she eats a whole lot of rabbit food to stay that skinny.
They say she even was on a magazine cover once. South Tampa Magazine, I think it was. Never heard of it myself, but I ain’t exactly a city slicker, am I? Probably one of them fancy magazines with all them airbrushed pictures and whatnot. You know, the kind that make everyone look like they ain’t never seen a hard day’s work in their life.
- She’s a pharmacist, that’s for sure. Folks say she got one of them fancy doctor degrees for it too.
- Used to be a fitness model, all muscles and such. Probably lifted weights and ate lots of… well, you know, rabbit food.
- Got herself on a magazine cover. South Tampa, they call it.
- Married that golfer fella, Patrick. Seems like a nice enough young man, though I ain’t never met him.
Now, how these two met, that’s a mystery to me. They kept it quiet for a while, like young folks do these days. Always gotta be secretive. But then they showed up together at some golf thingy, the Memorial Tournament, they called it. That’s where Patrick won some trophy, I hear. And there she was, standin’ by his side, all smiles and such. Guess that’s when folks figured they was a thing.
Her daddy, Jerry, he likes golf too. Plays it for fun, not for money like Patrick. And her grandma, Juliann, she was a real whiz at it, won all sorts of championships at her club. So, I guess golf runs in the family, huh? Maybe that’s how Nikki and Patrick got together. Who knows? Love works in mysterious ways, that’s what my old man used to say.
They ain’t got no kids yet, these two. Just a dog, a fella named Mav. Dogs are good company, I reckon. Better than some people, that’s for sure. Always happy to see ya, don’t talk back, and they don’t eat much neither, unless you got one of them big fellas.
Patrick, he plays golf all over the place. Just the other day, I heard he pulled out of some tournament in Illinois, the John Deere Classic. Don’t know why, maybe he got a tummy ache or somethin’. He posted about it on that X thingy, you know, what used to be called Twitter. All them young folks are always on their phones, tappin’ away at them little screens. I swear, they spend more time lookin’ at them phones than they do lookin’ at each other.
And get this, Patrick, he asked Nikki to marry him! Yep, popped the question in Napa, California, wherever that is. Sounded fancy though, so I reckon it must be nice. They got hitched last October, so now she’s Mrs. Cantlay. Good for them, I say. Hope they’re happy together.
So, that’s the story of Nikki Guidish, as far as I know it. A pharmacist, a fitness model, a golfer’s wife. She sounds like a busy gal, that’s for sure. But as long as she’s happy, that’s all that matters. Life’s too short to be anything but happy, that’s what I always say.
And that fella Patrick, seems like a lucky man to have her. Hope he appreciates her, and treats her right. A good woman is hard to find, you know. And a woman who knows about pills and muscles? Well, that’s somethin’ special, ain’t it?
Tags: [Nikki Guidish, Patrick Cantlay, Pharmacist, Fitness Model, Golfer, Marriage, Relationship, South Tampa Magazine]
