Sunday, September 16, 2012

On the road to recovery

Just a couple of pictures of Pete and Vicki from our Sports bar trip last week and a new armoire Darla bought for the kitchen to hold our toaster and toaster oven as well as other kitchen related gadgets and linens.

Football was a little more fun last week than this week with Dallas laying an egg against a pretty bland Seattle team. I'm watching the game and relaxing and get a text from my brother in law saying "Go Seahawks!" Who does that? Oh, I guess someone who is a Kansas City Chiefs fan and has no team of note to root for, so knocks every one else's team. I already de-friended him on Facebook, now I guess I'll have to blacklist him from my cell phone.

This week was a real test for my Achilles as I had three golf games. Frankly, my heel was sore on Tuesday after the golf, less so on Thursday after golf and I had no pain after yesterday's round of golf. It was all scramble golf, which is not my favorite, but fun in a business sense. We shot 61 on Tuesday and were out of the money, 62 on Thursday and were out of the money. Both of those were 4 man scrambles. Matt and I played in a 2 man scramble on Saturday and won low gross for the entire 72 man field with a 64. I did take a cart in each of the events which kept the stress off my foot. I showed up Saturday and had my push cart ready to go, but the starter in the pro shop told me that I had to take a cart as Matt had already told them i had a bad foot and we would be riding. Nice to have my Mom out there with me.

I will be playing three days again this week with one of my agents, who has invited me to his Invitational event at his country club in Serrano. The event is a lot of fun with betting, three days of golf, tee prizes galore including golf shoes, sunglasses, shirts, hats and golf balls. It will be fun and all starts with a pre-tournament party on Tuesday night.

Darla was at a Chili cook-off and car show on Saturday. The event charged $75 for the chili chefs or $300 for a vendor, so she decided to cook chili and then have her jewelry available for sale as well. She went out and bought about $75 worth of ingredients and loaded up our camp stove, the tank of propane and her tables, pots, pans and chili ingredients at 6 AM. When she and Missy arrived in Rocklin, they began to set up their little table and camp stove and pretty soon they had shade all around them as the food trucks and mobile restaurants started to set up. Their neighbors had full kitchens with generators and chef costumes and paces to sit and enjoy their chili. Darla was the only chili vendor there with a camp stove and 5 quart pot. The others had multiple burners, 50 quart pots and giant cans of tomatoes and sauces. She said she had never felt so out of place. She quickly packed up her gear and Missy and her were laughing uncontrollably on their way out to breakfast. I guess it was a lesson learned.

Darla leaves for Pasadena tomorrow and a seminar for her work. She will be there until Wednesday. She has tomorrow night free and will meet Daniel's girlfriend, Becky, for dinner tomorrow night.

Darla and I have set up a trip to Hawaii in November for the boys. We promised them a vacation and have it worked out with Dan's work to go November 12-19th. We will be in Kona at the Kona Pacific Condominium resort in Kailua-Kona, HI. It is a 2 bedroom, 3 bath condo a block up from the ocean. We'll be on the fifth floor and have a view of the ocean (see below). We'll also be about a mile from Darla's brother's house and a ten minute walk to Wal Mart and town. Darla's parents will also be in town so it will be a chance for the boys to have a last family vacation with their extended family (other than our annual trip to Almanor, which hopefully they will plan for). We fly from SF on 11/12 and return the following Monday. We had hoped to bring Samantha and Jennifer, but they needed some financial help with bills and her car, so maybe next time.


Jennifer was moving in with her friend in Vegas this week and I hope that goes well for her. I have some reservations about the whole move, but she is 31 years old and makes her own decisions in this life.

Well, that is it for this week. I need to get to a nice tri tip that Darla has waiting for me to grill. I will check in with all of you next weekend. Be well. Ciao.

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