Samantha was adorable at her Pre-school's Spring Concert on Friday. Jennifer said that Samantha got a little lost in the performance as she is so short. I asked Jennifer where she thinks the short gene came from? Just asking. Samantha was playing a butterfly in case you couldn't tell. I think she could have been a Swan, but that would have made too much sense. She loves being in school and having friends and is learning so much. Certainly the smartest three year old that I know.
The incessant and horrid rain that has plagued our area is finally moving north to the great Moss Capital of the United States (Washington state) and our forecast is for Spring-like temperatures up into the mid seventies and low eighties by mid week. Today was overcast and windy, but devoid of rain. I played at Diamond Oaks today and the course is as wet as I've ever seen it. The mowers haven't been able to get on the course for a week and the fairways and rough are wet and long and the ball goes nowhere. The greens have been mowed everyday and are fast and in good shape (all of the greens have been reconfigured to drain well). I was up to almost the top of my shoes in several spots on the course and we lost one ball to the dreaded plug, when we couldn't find Boyd on number 10 when he hit into a particularly deep and wet part of the rough. I shot my routine 41+42=83 and Boyd had a 79. My handicap has creeped back up over the Winter as it tends to every year and I am at 11.6 which gives me a 13 on Diamond's 123 slope course.
As to the Hole in One. It was, but it wasn't mine. I hit a nine iron on the 133 yard fifth hole that was all over the pin. It was tucked behind a bunker and we couldn't see the hole from the tee box. Boyd hit a big fade with an 8 iron that started left of the green and was also tracking to the hole. I thought I was a little short, but when we got to the green there were two balls off the green (our playing partners) and only one ball on the green. My heart was racing figuring FINALLY!, my first ace. Sure enough there was a ball in the cup and when I pulled it out, it was Boyd's Titleist. My Bridgestone was about ten feet from the pin and short as I'd guessed. I celebrated with Boyd, and only after remembering that it was his seventh ace, did I call him a "Pig". My time will come. You can see one of the large oak trees that was felled in the recent storm. It bent over and pulled up the ground around the roots and the tree service will be out this week to cut it up and haul it off. It is covering about half of the seventh fairway right now.
The boys are both back to school after their Spring break. Darla and I took them out to dinner last night at Lorenzo's Mexican Cafe. We had a nice time visiting and getting caught up on their lives. David is off to a home in Berkeley that he will share with some friends of friends. He got a room for $399 a month. He will take BART into the city for his classes and when he starts interning at the architecture firm. After dinner I paid the bill while Darla and the boys were finishing up and then went to the restroom. When I came out, I was trailing some toilet paper on my shoe. No discretion from my wife as she hooted her Betty Rubble laugh and pointed out to all the other patrons what a boob her husband was. Jeesh.
Work is going well, we weathered a storm of visitors this last week and will have the President of our largest company (Colony) in with the senior VP of the Scottsdale branch on Wednesday. Pete, Anthony, Harvey and I will go to lunch with them. It is unusual for a President of one of our companies to come out and visit a branch, but we are their largest producing office in the entire company and he wants to visit us and see what we are doing right with them. It is a feather in my cap and Harvey was shocked when I told him they were coming in. It should be fun, we are going to Rudy's Hideaway, the lobster house not far from my office. We surpassed $200,000 in income on Friday and our lunch goal this month is $225,500 so we will be close. I will have everyone keeping their eye on the ball until Thursday afternoon.
This is somewhat short, but I stopped to wash and vacuum my car (it hadn't been done in three weeks and I was breaking out in a cold sweat). Darla is calling me to put the tri tip on the barbecue, so I will close this for another week and bid all of you Adieu. Ciao.