Yes. It arrives along with Spring. We had 77 degrees today after a week last week of rain and storms that helped bring our rainfall totals up to 14.75 inches. We are gaining on our 18 inch total. Happy Easter to everyone.
Darla and I just returned from a trip up to Paradise and a Saturday night stay with Darla's Mom and Dad. Earl has a 2006 Chrysler 300 like mine with smaller wheels and tires. He has put chrome door edging on his and installed a new front grill and we spent part of the day today installing the door guard on my ride. Jennifer called in the middle of the job and I told her Earl was busy "Pimping my Ride!" Jennifer spent the day with friends and cooked a turkey with all of the trimmings for the holiday. She is taking Samantha to the park tomorrow to hunt for Easter eggs and then going home and coloring hard boiled eggs. Our traditions are passed down from generation to generation. Her house will smell like vinegar tomorrow afternoon. Take lots of pictures, Jennifer.
Darla and I went to Friday night Good Friday service at our church and were shocked by the service. The worship leader came out, did not acknowledge the congregation or the other singers with him. They then sang four or five songs and we were directed to the screens at the front of the worship center where a movie in Bulgarian with subtitles was shown. It was about a man who took his son to his job as a bridge tender and he lifted the railroad bridge over the water so boats could pass. The bridge was up and the train was early and he had to decide to either save his son who was on the bridge or the trainload full of passengers. He chose to lower the bridge and his son was killed as the passengers went on about their life as if nothing had happened. It had a drugged out woman, a soldier and a pair of lovers on the train. It made no sense. The reference to God and to Jesus was obvious, but the movie was a convoluted mess and you ended up mad at the bridge tender for not taking care of his son as he should have. The screens then directed us to Communion and then we all left wondering how we had completely lost that hour of our lives.
Our office closed early on Friday and I had set up with the guys in the office to play golf. I have an insurance intern working for me that had played college golf with the Sacramento State Hornets golf team and he kept telling me he wanted o get me out on the course. It rained Friday morning and cleared up for our golf game. I started birdie-birdie-sandy par and Matt was dumbstruck. He ended up shooting 81 to my 37+40=77. I had told Anthony, my former assistant and now number one underwriter in my office, to bring his old Tommy Armour Silver Scot irons he had bought from me four years ago and I'd exchange them for my Wilson Deep Red fat shaft irons that I recently upgraded to the Taylor Made R-7 irons. I wanted to keep a set in case any of my family comes out and wants to golf. I gave Anthony 10 clubs (the 3-9 iron, pitching wedge, 52 degree wedge and a sand wedge all with brand new Winn grips). He gave me in return a 4 iron, 5 iron, 6 iron, a Mizuno 8 iron, and a pitching wedge. When I asked where the rest of the set was, he said, "oh, I lost those on different courses." This guy is having a child in four months and I'm concerned if he takes his newborn to the park what he'll come home with. As a golfer, I gave him heck for losing his clubs. On top of that the ones he gave me were crusted with mud and a mess. He said he'd make the trade even and gave me a 9.5 degree Cobra driver that I gave to him two years ago! So if any of you come to California, I've got a set of clubs for you.
The trouble with my 77 on Friday was that I had a tournament Saturday morning at Diamond Oaks. Darla stopped me on my way to the course and said, "Honey, you can't compare whatever you shoot today to what you shot yesterday. Just go out and do your best and have fun." She knew we had a ninety minute drive up to Paradise that evening and wanted to hedge her bets against a cranky Ken. I played with two two-time club champions in Boyd and our current club champion, Jay. Jay shot 36+36=72, Steve shot 37+38=75, I shot 39+38=77 and Boyd shot 39+42=81. My round included a closest to the pin on the 185 yard fifteenth hole and only one birdie on a snaking 25 foot putt on the number 5 hole. I was thrilled to put up back to back 77s and did it with one birdie, six bogeys and 11 pars. It was a good day. It is getting late on a Sunday evening and I am going to visit with my wife and will finish this up tomorrow night. Ciao.
Darla and I just returned from a trip up to Paradise and a Saturday night stay with Darla's Mom and Dad. Earl has a 2006 Chrysler 300 like mine with smaller wheels and tires. He has put chrome door edging on his and installed a new front grill and we spent part of the day today installing the door guard on my ride. Jennifer called in the middle of the job and I told her Earl was busy "Pimping my Ride!" Jennifer spent the day with friends and cooked a turkey with all of the trimmings for the holiday. She is taking Samantha to the park tomorrow to hunt for Easter eggs and then going home and coloring hard boiled eggs. Our traditions are passed down from generation to generation. Her house will smell like vinegar tomorrow afternoon. Take lots of pictures, Jennifer.
Darla and I went to Friday night Good Friday service at our church and were shocked by the service. The worship leader came out, did not acknowledge the congregation or the other singers with him. They then sang four or five songs and we were directed to the screens at the front of the worship center where a movie in Bulgarian with subtitles was shown. It was about a man who took his son to his job as a bridge tender and he lifted the railroad bridge over the water so boats could pass. The bridge was up and the train was early and he had to decide to either save his son who was on the bridge or the trainload full of passengers. He chose to lower the bridge and his son was killed as the passengers went on about their life as if nothing had happened. It had a drugged out woman, a soldier and a pair of lovers on the train. It made no sense. The reference to God and to Jesus was obvious, but the movie was a convoluted mess and you ended up mad at the bridge tender for not taking care of his son as he should have. The screens then directed us to Communion and then we all left wondering how we had completely lost that hour of our lives.
Our office closed early on Friday and I had set up with the guys in the office to play golf. I have an insurance intern working for me that had played college golf with the Sacramento State Hornets golf team and he kept telling me he wanted o get me out on the course. It rained Friday morning and cleared up for our golf game. I started birdie-birdie-sandy par and Matt was dumbstruck. He ended up shooting 81 to my 37+40=77. I had told Anthony, my former assistant and now number one underwriter in my office, to bring his old Tommy Armour Silver Scot irons he had bought from me four years ago and I'd exchange them for my Wilson Deep Red fat shaft irons that I recently upgraded to the Taylor Made R-7 irons. I wanted to keep a set in case any of my family comes out and wants to golf. I gave Anthony 10 clubs (the 3-9 iron, pitching wedge, 52 degree wedge and a sand wedge all with brand new Winn grips). He gave me in return a 4 iron, 5 iron, 6 iron, a Mizuno 8 iron, and a pitching wedge. When I asked where the rest of the set was, he said, "oh, I lost those on different courses." This guy is having a child in four months and I'm concerned if he takes his newborn to the park what he'll come home with. As a golfer, I gave him heck for losing his clubs. On top of that the ones he gave me were crusted with mud and a mess. He said he'd make the trade even and gave me a 9.5 degree Cobra driver that I gave to him two years ago! So if any of you come to California, I've got a set of clubs for you.
The trouble with my 77 on Friday was that I had a tournament Saturday morning at Diamond Oaks. Darla stopped me on my way to the course and said, "Honey, you can't compare whatever you shoot today to what you shot yesterday. Just go out and do your best and have fun." She knew we had a ninety minute drive up to Paradise that evening and wanted to hedge her bets against a cranky Ken. I played with two two-time club champions in Boyd and our current club champion, Jay. Jay shot 36+36=72, Steve shot 37+38=75, I shot 39+38=77 and Boyd shot 39+42=81. My round included a closest to the pin on the 185 yard fifteenth hole and only one birdie on a snaking 25 foot putt on the number 5 hole. I was thrilled to put up back to back 77s and did it with one birdie, six bogeys and 11 pars. It was a good day. It is getting late on a Sunday evening and I am going to visit with my wife and will finish this up tomorrow night. Ciao.
Monday 7 PM
You can see I added some pictures, The first picture is of the Chrysler with the door trim that Earl and I added. It is pretty subtle, but maybe Dad will appreciate it. I went online today and ordered a new grill insert for the car. Earl has the vertical chrome and I got a diamond chrome pattern grill from JC Whitney. Hopefully I like it as much as I like his. The girls (Darla and Alicia) had to get pictures as they both showed up at Earl's house for Easter with the same Cabi blouse on. You'll notice also that Darla has been losing weight. It is a slow road with her diabetes, but she's lost about 12 pounds so far and feels healthier and looks great. The other picture is of Daniel, Becky and Becky's roommate, Jenny. Daniel is the one in the middle. Darla took them out to Chinese food while they were briefly in town for the Easter holiday.
I just found out late this afternoon that our President and CEO will NOT be here tomorrow due to weather in Detroit and Chicago. There was a fog bank that covered both cities. He is now leaving tomorrow morning and will fly directly to Los Angeles. Anthony and my Modesto underwriter, Lorraine, will see Alan at the underwriting conference in Scottsdale later this week.
I have another golf tournament this weekend, but this time on Sunday. It is a qualifier and Steve and I qualified last year so we are playing together as we can't qualify. We are, however, playing for money. I will spend part of Saturday touching up the deck. I have to add another coat of paint and then two coats of sealer. I thought the sealer in the paint would work, but parts flaked off when I hosed down the deck last week, so off I go again with the sealer. Does it ever really end? No. That's it for this week. Be well. Ciao.
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