Memorial Day is just a faint Memory

The long weekend has come and gone and the reality of having taken a day of golf on Friday followed by the long weekend hits me as I sit in my office digging out from under piles of paper, phone messages and just general stuff. The periodicals are stacking up in my "in" box and I look at all the trade journals and magazines and wonder why I get all this stuff. Do I really ever think there will be time to put my feet up and read it? Amazing. It is Tuesday after a long weekend and the calls from staff have already started coming in. "I don't feel well and I'll take the day off." We close the month on Thursday, get your lazy butt up and get in to work.

I had a great Memorial Day weekend and I played 4 golf games in 5 days. I had actually cancelled my weekend game as Darla wanted to go up to Lake Almanor and visit her folks. We ended up not going as the weather was so bad up north that it actually snowed on Friday night. I looked at the long range forecast and it was 48 degrees and showers. Somehow sitting in a fifth wheel in the rain didn't really appeal to me, so we cancelled the trip. I worked feverishly to get back into the Memorial tournament and was able to get an 11:15 tee time. My game deteriorated a bit from last weekend and I shot 85, 89, 43 and 82 over the course of the four games. The 82 was a 42+40 on the weekend in the tournament and at least I saved the best for when it counted. The weather here locally was outstanding with temperatures between 78 and 83 over the long weekend and I'm sporting a slight sunburn from the fun of the weekend.

We got together with five other couples from the golf league yesterday for a barbecue of kebobs, grilled sausage, appetizers and margaritas. It was a fun and enjoyable visit with the gang and we always deign to get together more often whenever we get the group together. We had the barbecue at the home of some friends in Granite Bay right next to Folsom Lake. The lake was so crowded on Memorial Day, that the CHP had set up a roadblock and were turning people around. Charlie had to go down to the roadblock and leave our names so the officer would let us through. He wanted to know what we were cooking before he'd okay it though. Funny stuff.

Daniel is out of school and has a boring Summer ahead of him. His father will NOT let him get a job because it takes time away from him when Dan is working. Oh, boo hoo. Get a life or a girlfriend or something. Why is a 16 year old kid responsible for the well being of a 51 year old divorced man? My concern is that Daniel already tends toward being lazy, sleeping in until noon and then getting up to eat before going back to bed to rest from the stress of having to be upright for ten minutes. He would do well to focus on working and making some money. His car gets about 12 miles to the gallon. Right now his father is the wallet and I think he likes it that way. It keeps Daniel under his thumb. David is already working full time this Summer and doesn't need his Dad's charity. It is tremendously frustrating to me and I can't fathom Daniel living every other week at my house like a mole in his room. He'll be sleeping at 6:30 at night when I get home from a day of work and I just get cranky at him.

We are still trying to fill some holes here at work and I have an offer out to an Underwriting Assistant as of Friday. The CEO wanted to amend the contract with the placement firm from 90 days to 180 days in case the candidate doesn't work out and they would need to give us a replacement candidate. I am hiring this person on a temp-to-perm basis. I have finally hired a new Accounting person and have one more Assistant Underwriter position to fill and I'm interviewing for that position now.

We hope to get the jet ski out of mothballs and on to the water this weekend. Darla wants to go up to Lake Almanor, but I'd like to stay local and get the ski out to Folsom Lake. I have no golf this weekend and the weekend is free. Somewhere and somehow, we will get the ski out on the water.

Well, this is short, but the mounds of work on my desk are calling me to attention, so I better stand up and salute. You don't really want to see that salute though. Really. Have a good week. Ciao.