August 12, 2007

Brother Visit


Last weekend my brother came down from Alaska for a few days. He had a two day class in San Jose on Monday and Tuesday. On Saturday his flight was delayed a few hours, and he ended up getting into town without his luggage. We picked him up at the airport, got home, got changed, and headed for the Pacific Grove Municipal Golf Course, otherwise known as the Poor Man's Pebble Beach. It was listed as one of the top 50 golf courses in the United States under $50. I certainly don't need to spend a lot on golf because I'm not very good at it. But it can be fun sometimes. While we were on one of the holes I ended up hitting the golf shot of my life. The group in front of us was out of range for my normal shots with my driver, so I decided to tee off. The hit sounded good and it flew through the air pretty well. While it was flying through the air my brother suggested that I yell "Fore!" to let the group ahead know that the ball was coming. Both Timber and I didn't think the ball would make it to the group ahead of us so we didn't yell Fore. The ball ended up landing between two people in the group in front of us. I couldn't believe that I had hit the ball that far. And to make matters worse they looked back as I was high fiving and waving my arms around in excitement. I didn't mean to be a jerk. :-) After our game of golf we had dinner at Bubba Gump's. After that my brother was really tired from the long day. On Sunday we ran some errands, went to Kayden't first birthday party where we got to watch a gang of kids destroy an Elmo pinata. I always wondered whether little kids would cry if a pinata looking like their favorite character got dismantled. I didn't see any little kids crying, so I think they can tell the different between the "real" Elmo and the pinata Elmo. One of of the kids even called it the "Cripple Me" Elmo. Good call. :-) On Monday and Tuesday my brother had his class and then flew out on Tuesday night. It was a quick trip, but we will get to see him again in about a month when we go to Alaska to visit. It was nice to see him. I wish we lived closer.

Posted by troutm8 at August 12, 2007 10:16 AM