Friday, September 23, 2016
I think I want to lay on my paternal human. No, let's try the maternal one. Ok, let's go back to the paternal human. Naw... gotta be the maternal human. Let me rub face and mark her as my territory.
Today is our last day here.
Last night, the storm was so
violent, I thought I would go outside and see what kind of damage there
was. Oh my, Rudy, I don't think we are
in Kansas anymore... I see pars, and birdies, and eagles and even a hole in
one... Oh wait... do I have to wake
up????
We spent the day cleaning Hannah, so that when we get home,
we can just unload her and put her up.
It was a nice relaxing day.
At our banquet, we learned that we are sucky golfers! We knew that, it was just reaffirmed. But we did win some skins. That just means we had a decent hole at the
right time! So be it! We will take money any way we can. One of the teams Spouse was on did well - my
heroes! Once again... 4 rounds of golf
and not a single hole-in-one...
My left arm is sore from hitting out of the rough. Time to give it some rest... We come home tomorrow.
The traffic gods of Utah have a real sense of humor. Not only do they make those stupid
roundabouts so people don't have to make a left hand turn, but instead run into
one another trying to get around, but at some of the major freeway
intersections, they reroute the traffic.
They create an 'x' where you go on the wrong side of the road, then back
all because some moron can't make a left hand turn. It is so confusing. California seems so... so normal! go figure...
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