This and That

When Jacob, Adam, and I arrived in Houston last Tuesday, I was delighted that the temperatures were above normal and the sun was shining. I spent a lot of time outdoors, wore t-shirts & flip-flops, and marveled at the fact that none of our neighbors opened up their windows to let the lovely 77-degree air into their homes. I threw open our windows, went for some walks, worked a bit in the yard, and played 18 holes of disc golf with Jacob and Adam. On a negative note, we were annoyed that the internet at our Texas house was once again not working - that happens far too often - and we had to have a repair person over both Wednesday and Thursday before it was finally fixed. On Friday night, Jim, Jacob, Adam, and I went out to dinner, then to a Houston Aeros hockey game. The Aeros are the minor league team for the Minnesota Wild, and one of Jim's co-workers was able to score us some awesome seats. It was a fun evening despite the fact that the team lost pitifully to the last place Rockford IceHogs.

On Saturday morning, Jacob, Adam, and I hopped back into Adam's Jeep to begin our drive to Colorado. After 10 hours or so on the road, we were finally out of Texas and crossing the border into New Mexico. We got a room for the night in Raton, NM and hoped that the weather forecasters were wrong about a winter storm headed for that area. Luckily, we woke up on Sunday to find everything clear and dry, although Adam assured us that even if there had been snow he had the utmost confidence that the Colorado road crews would have no problem keeping the freeways open. We drove from Raton to Denver in three-and-a-half hours, enjoying the beautiful Rocky Mountain scenery enroute. Adam dropped Jacob & me off at the airport for our flights back to Michigan, then he continued on to his apartment. Jake and I had a 40 minute layover in Minneapolis on our way from Denver to Detroit, and, even though we landed in MSP on time, after taxiing and deplaning, we ended up with only about 10 minutes to bolt from gate C9 to gate F10 to catch our connecting flight. Who is the genius in Delta's scheduling department, anyway, who makes flights with short connection times and puts them three concourses apart? Thankfully, Nancy and Steve offered to venture out at midnight to pick us up from DTW, and Jacob managed to squeeze in about 5 hours of sleep before waking up for school today. Now it is back to the old grind!

At the Disc Golf Course, Jacob's first throw landed his Frisbee about 12 feet above our heads in a tree. Adam was able to eventually knock it down with a really long stick.