I need a vacation, from my vacation...

Why is it vacations are so much work??

It started on Friday, February 13th as I worked the Condors 5-3 win over Ontario.

The next morning, I set out for Stateline, NV (making it through the Tehachapi pass that had just re-opened following a snow closure) for a Boxing/MMA show I was ring announcing on Valentine's Night. A romantic affair with former World Champion Fernando Vargas on hand wearing a blue velvet pimp suit, holding a cigar in one hand and a large pit bull on a chain in the other.

The next morning the rest of my family headed out for Scottsdale, AZ for the Arabian Horse Show, while I got up early and drove to Burbank to board a plane for Phoenix to join them. (I know, why didn't I fly from Vegas, but I'll get to that later).

The Scottsdale Show is the largest and one of the most prestigious next to the US Nationals. I hung out for a few days helping around the barn and visiting my family (parents, sister and three brothers in the area) before returning home with my son Michael on Wednesday night.

We flew back to Burbank and drove to Bakersfield. Michael returned to school Thursday morning, while I drove back down south for a boxing show in Irvine that night. (Michael stayed at his best friends house) Good show with former World Heavyweight Champ Mike Weaver in attendance and former UFC Heavyweight Champ Andrei Arlovski (who's switching over to boxing).

Returned home Friday morning and picked up Michael from school. We headed to the Central California Junior Olympic Swimming Championships at Cal State where he was scheduled to swim in two relays beginning at 4pm.

We repeated the swimming schedule on Saturday, but worked in a Condors game that started at noon. So it made the trip to CSUB a little more exciting.

Rewind on Sunday, but the Condors game started at 2pm, so when we pulled up at the pool, the relay was being called to the blocks just a few moments later.

The rest of the family was pulling up with the horse trailer about a half hour after we returned home from the pool on Sunday.

Following a quick reunion, we collapsed around 9pm Sunday night, so I could return to work Monday morning at 3:30 am.

Now, I can get some rest.