Tomorrow I head out for a
long anticipated vacation.This is my
present to my wife in honor of our thirtieth wedding anniversary.I’m taking her to San
Francisco and Monterrey,
California.I’ve visited the area numerous times on
business and have always left thinking that this was a place my wife would
enjoy.I made the mistake of telling her
this after each trip, forgetting the reality that women never forget.I made another trip there earlier this year
and when I was recounting how much I enjoyed it I realized she was not as happy
as she usually is and the germ of the idea grew into tomorrow’s trip.I’m not sure if I’m going to take the time to
blog while I’m there, that will depend on the hotel’s wi fi.She was busily packing last night as I was
watching the Patriots defense dissolve in the fourth quarter.I didn’t like the Patriots chances going into
the game but they drew me in with a solid effort and were in position to win if
the offense could have made a first down or the defense could make one
stop.Neither happened, so Baltimore got their
revenge win for last season’s AFC championship game.Hopefully this will take a little bit of their
edge off of them (something they seem to thrive on – reminiscent of the Pats of
a decade ago) if the teams meet in the post season again.The replacement refs are seemingly getting
worse, if that is possible.I’m getting
a sense that the players are struggling with what is a foul and what is not
because there is not the uniformity you get with the real refs.Based on my superbowl experience I knew I was
going to have trouble sleeping because the game ended near midnight and I was
wide awake from the emotional end.I was
even more tired because I had to get up Sunday morning at 1am to emplace Buddy’s
sensory deprivation alterations when a late night thunderstorm blew in.I did get to see some really strange late night
television and this will help me with the jet lag adjustment.Next blog, from San Francisco – maybe.Buddy will be hanging with his favorite
walking partner so I think he’s anxious for us to get out of here.
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