Thankfully, Scott made it how yesterday afternoon.  I was so happy to see him and almost  thrilled when his clubs didn't arrive with him.  We figured that they were stolen in Mexico.

When he got home yesterday we continued the never ending battle of finding golf pants that fit..... So... after waking up at 3am and flying most of the day, Scott decided he wanted to go to the outlets to find pants. Not really something I would have wanted to do but whatever.  I think we ended up leaving there with about 10 pairs from various companies and he is planning on getting some seamstress advice about them from my mother.  Hopefully the battle with the pants just ended but we shall see....

We came home and had dinner and I made this dessert (like many of you know they key to Scott's heart is dessert!) And... ugh... the clubs finally arrive at our house.... a little after 8:30.

Now, Scott's off getting his ears lowered because he came home from Mexico with a helmet on his head.