Friday

On Friday:

A mother duck and her babies walked all around me and under my chair by the pool.

I was late getting my phone out to snap a picture and they were already walking away but what is cuter than a duckling?  Nothing.

Adam threw Mark around the pool.

Adam beat us at 18 holes on the putting green.

Does it mean I lost because my ball went into a pond?

We also flew home.

As excited as I was to see Braeden and Emma, when I looked out the window of the plane in Seattle and saw rain and gray gloom, I turned to Adam.

I said, "We've made a huge mistake."

But we got off the plane.  That's what you have to do.  Apparently.