I attended Timothy’s Hawaiian end-of-year party at his school. Despite the fact that Timothy was proud to wear his grass skirt (hula) and some “jewel” stickers, it was a lot of fun for me. I followed the class around as they went on a scavenger hunt finding each element of their outfit before going back to their classroom for lunch. I, then, entertained a few kids by dancing my own version of hula dance and sticking paper umbrellas in my cap.
Tomorrow will be Zachary’s party.
For nearly a decade, I’ve had fruitless mulberry trees in my yard. In Plainview, living there from 2000 - 2007, we had one very large in the front yard and one equally large in the back. They provided massive amounts of shade, which was great for the front yard, not so great for the back since the previous owners of the house had installed an above ground pool that spent the hottest hours of the day in that shade. It made for pretty cold swimming.
It was almost comforting to see that the house we decided to rent in Lubbock also had one of these trees in the back yard. Well, turns out, to my surprise, it is not a fruitless mulberry. Similar though it is to those Plainview trees, we are now tracking mulberry juice into the house as it has shed quite a few berries.
Looks like we have ourselves a good old fashioned Texas Mulberry tree:
Timothy celebrated his 5th birthday last Wednesday and we gave him the privilege of being in charge most of the day (like choosing where to eat.) We had his birthday party at Ready, Set, Go! in Lubbock which is a gymnastics place like the one in Plainview. Several of his friends attended (all girls, if you must know). We had a great time. Check out the pics below:
I finally made it to the golf course!! I played Elm Grove in Lubbock. The course is what most people with whom I play might call a “goat ranch”. The greens were in decent shape, but the fairways were not. It’s not a very exciting course, but you know what? I couldn’t have cared less. I was on the golf course and I was playing golf. As far as I can remember, that’s the first time I can say that in over a year.
I shot an 89 but there were some high points that will definitely bring me back to the course. My handicap used to be around 11 or 12, so I was quite a bit worse than that on a course with a rating of 69.8.
Highlight of the round came on the last shot. I sunk a 30 foot putt for par to break 90. I approached the last hole knowing that it would make the difference between a round in the 80s or a round in the 90s. I definitely would be discouraged to start out in the 90s, but hitting the 89 mark would be a good omen for the upcoming summer. Number 18 was a par 5 straight into the wind. First shot was a driver straight down the middle, which happened to true for most of the back side. Second shot was a little left with a 3 wood leaving me about 40 yards short of the green. The approach was too short with my Cleveland sand wedge (my short game was atrocious most of the day, no touch). I tried to bump it close with a 5 iron from just off the green and still left it about 30 feet short. The last putt was make or break, par or bogey, 80s or 90s. I lined it up and drained it. The crowd went wild! Okay, so it was just me but I did pump my fist in the air and gave out a w00t.
Good day.




















































