I only have good days and great days.

Today was a pretty good day. Spent the weekend up at the parents house helping them get settled into the new house and visiting grandma. Saturday evening my dad and I put together some Closetmaid brand garage cabinets and shelves. For the person who knows the business end of a power screwdriver, these are really top shelf cabinets and go together well, just remember they are not kidding when they say some assembly required. Then Sunday we went out to play a round of golf at the club with the Sunday morning regulars group. The game of the day was called Shambles. It is like a scramble but whoever's drive you use, you have to count their score for the whole hole. So there we are, a sunny warm Sunday morning, tanked the forst hole, but then we tightened up and started playing pretty well. I like this golf course a lot and the more I play it the better I like it. We cruise down to the 12th hole and my dad tee'd off first. This is a par three that was playing at 147 yards. They have a bunker directly in the front middle of the green and the pin today was right behind the bunker and close enough that you could not see the bottom of the stick. Dads shot was heading straight for the pin and dropped in real close from what we could see, but too many times before I have seen shots like that whuch end up in the bunker. I didnt see any sand fly, but I also didnt see the balls bounce. I teed up and played my shot pin high, but off the left side of the green. The two other gentlemen in the group tee'd off and both were just off the green near mine. We drove the carts around the back of the green and everyone grabbed their putters and walked over. My dad walked up to the pin and looked in the hole and saw his ball in there. It was a pretty exciting moment. 67 years old and playing lots of golf and fortunately I was there to see it and share the moment with him. There was a ball mark about 5 inches from the cup which means it hit, bounced and rattled into the hole. We finished out the round, did not finish in the money, but dad bought a round in the bar for everyone and we had a good time. I can only hope to hit a hole in one of my own some day.

A great Steak and a better bottle of Wine.

There I was walking down the meat isle and there sitting in a package all by itself was this beauty, calling to me. I think I heard angels voices in the background.

I think my freind Clark has been holding out one me. I now have evidence proving it. The bottle has his name on it and true to Clark form it is a mighty tasty vino. He has shared his home brew beer before, but maybe he was waiting for the right time to serve the wine.

Various vacation pics

Beef, real food for real people. Clark grabbed the proverbial Allen Brothers Bull by the horns and threw it down with much skill onto the 500 degree grill and it came out perfect. He should start a class.

Felecia's Throwdown. Oysters, crab, seafood boil. We did not go away hungry.

Scully trying to give us the "What? I didnt do it!" look. Scully is a good dog. Best described by the phrase from Dougla Adams "Mostly Harmless".

Ice cream throwdown. Cake batter flavor ice cream versus Real vanilla bean with chocolate covered mix-ins including Butterfingers, chocolate peanuts, and white chocolate pretzels and chex.

Pizza Post

This is what was left after the feast, Suzy had a spinach and ham or pork product with white cheese, I had a Andoule sausage and onion. Clarks is descibed below.

I would tell you where this place is, but then it wouldnt be our little secret now would it. It is hidden in the North GA mountains and it is mighty tasty. We have added it as a end point for a bike route next year. 25 miles and then some pizza pie. MMMMM.

Bottom pic is of Clark secret junk pizza, I remember pepperoni, and red peppers, and it being tasty. I would tell you the other 3 secret toppings, but then I would have to shoot you.

Vacation like a greyhound

I read on Reuters online today that there are an estimated 400 MILLION unused vacation days in the United States workforce. Right now I am actually on vacation doing my best to burn off some of my available time to help reduce this accumulation. When I woke up this morning I found an inspiring shot of how the rest of america needs to relax, take some time off and learn how to vacation like a greyhound. You dont need a lot of fancy things, you just need acomfortable couch. And some treats.