We’re having a spot of winter weather here, it has been raining off and on and the ceiling is so low that the mountain has been obliterated.
Here’s what it usually looks like:
So we hunkered down to watch golf on TV. They’re playing at Torrey Pines, a few miles over the mountains at the coast. Looks like they’ve got the same weather over there.
In fact, in the time it took to offload the photos and type this, the fog thickened and now they are airing play from yesterday, so I’ll blog for a bit. I played in fog like this when we lived on the central coast. Fog is bone-chilling and not fun to play golf in.
You can see a few of my elephants on the TV. I have collected them from all over the world. I have big ones, small ones, wood ones, glass ones, and they are scattered around the house. I am not a collector really, but with all our travels I thought I should collect something. Elephants are fairly easy to find all over the world (as opposed to dragons, for example) and it is fun to look for them in foreign lands.
As tournament coordinator, I have been working on the scorecards for our two-week tournament. I have to prepare the scorecards according to the players’ handicaps, check the scores from the first week, and prepare the prize money envelopes. It has been a fair amount of work, but I have learned a lot. My partner and I have the lead going into next week, but only by one stroke.
I was to go to Road to California yesterday and meet Allie for lunch, who is teaching her Crazy Heart class there. I would do the rest of the show with Janice, my friend I golf with at PGA West. I drove about 45-50 minutes and when I stopped for gas, I had no credit card. Oops. I usually carry two but you can see card #2 on my desk in the above photo, as we are phasing that one out (screw you, American Airlines). Fortunately I had enough cash to get some gas, but barely enough to get home. It wasn’t enough to get to the convention center, which was still an hour and a half away. I was way out on I-10 and J had a doctor’s appointment, so he couldn’t rescue me. So I went home, and I found my credit card. But it was pouring down rain and if I set out again, I’d be four hours late. So I bailed. I was angry with myself for not checking my wallet.
But there was good news. Someone called to see the motorhome. After we learned the hard way last summer about bad people who flimflam unsuspecting motorhome sellers, we only show it together, and with one person remaining outside with a phone. It would be difficult (and potentially dangerous) for J to show it alone because I know more about the specs than he does. The people who came to look at it were very nice, and they said they really liked Rover. But they had a couple other rigs to look at and said they’d let us know. We told them about the eBay auction coming to a close, and they said they knew that because that’s where they saw it. So I am hopeful. My hunch is they’ll wait for the auction to get down to the final hours.
Well, that’s the week. Thanks for stopping by.