Ahhh - to quote Dorothy, there's no place like home. I'm sitting on the couch nestled between Jasper and Clemmie's prodigous rear end. Life doesn't get any better.
Actually, if the Ski Boy were here, life would be perfect. However, Peter is in Minneapolis hanging out with his son Seth. Today they did the PGA - they saw Tiger! They were both surprised at how tall and ripped Tiger is - Seth thinks he looks like a big rangy shortstop.
Tomorrow they'll do the PGA again and then catch the Red Sox - Twins night game. What a great guys weekend. I'm jealous. But happy to be home.
8:00:15 PM 
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