On the spur of the moment Libby called me up and said she had won corporate tickets to the Gonzaga/Kentucky basketball game in Seattle. Would I like to make the trip over? It just so happened our former neighbors, the Shafers, were making the same trip. I called, asked for a ride, and when they agreed, I phoned Libby, and off I went to spend the weekend with my favorite daughter. The Shafers dropped me off at the train station in downtown Seattle. Even though, I'm a bit of a country bumpkin, I figured out how to ride the light rail out to Libby's part of town, and then the frivolity began. I was a plus one for her regular dinner with her workmates, which was fun. I tagged along on Saturday when Libby ran her errands. I cooked breakfast a couple times, and we were massively surprised when the tickets she won turned out to be in the high rent district. We arrived art the arena, rode the elevator down to the "tunnel suites" where we found a full bar with bartender, soft chairs, a buffet of yummy food, and three or four of Zillow's top management. I chitchatted with the CFO for a while, and Libby did her best "I love this company" impression with the others. Our seats were luxuriously wide and soft, and located five rows up from the floor. The place was packed to the rooftops, and as I gazed up to where I thought we would be sitting, I counted my blessings. Sadly, GU lost, but the game was exhilarating. On Sunday, we lounged around and watched the last Formula 1 race car race of the season (Libby is an avid fan). That evening, Libby cooked us a very tasty curried salmon dish for dinner. Monday morning she took me to Bellevue to hook up with the Shafers, and we headed home. A better weekend I could not have imagined, and therefore, life is good, especially the past few days.
