It’s Resurrection Day weekend & I’m ready for a great time celebrating with our family & friends. My sister arrived with her crew last night which means this house is home to 5 little girls, 1 tween girl, & 2 domestic divas.The guys have their own stuff planned since they decided they couldn’t handle this many women under one roof. And we have some fun girl time scheduled including our traditional Easter Egg Hunt. Making all these plans reminded me of an egg hunt we had 3 years ago when we visited my sister’s house. I had posted this story on my old blog back then, but my sister & I have had so many great laughs out of it, I thought I’d re-post it here. Keep in mind this happened in Tiger’s pre-controversy days and incidentally, it was before I refashioned that jacket I’m wearing as well. I told you I’d had it awhile!
An Easter Egg Hunt & Tiger Woods
An Easter Egg Hunt & Tiger Woods
Yeah, I thought that would get your attention. No, this wasn’t a crazy dream I had. It’s just another page in our very adventurous & exciting life. And it went like this:
The girls & I just spent a few days visiting my sister, Amy, & her two girls in SC. While we were there, we decided to do an Easter egg hunt in a little children’s garden in their town. It was the perfect little place for it, and there was no one there at the time either. That was probably because it was cloudy & only 50 degrees, but anyway, it was adorable. All the girls had fun searching & finding until they were finally too cold to stay any longer, so we left & went to lunch.
Enter Tiger Woods. Amy & I were sitting at a table in Salsarita’s, trying to remain as inconspicuous as possible, which was difficult since we had 5 little girls & Amy is expecting another one in one more month. We were getting lots of smiles & comments as the lunch crowd poured in. And then I noticed at the table diagonally across from us a guy that looked exactly like Tiger Woods. I pointed him out to Amy who totally agreed & suddenly we were obsessed with finding out if it was really him. I must say that I probably would have totally dismissed the thought right away had Amy not told me that Tiger Woods actually owns a home in a golf community near there, so from then on, we were on a mission. We knew our brother would kill us if we saw Tiger Woods & didn’t get a picture or an autograph, so Amy & I began immediately to plan our course of action. Amy first went to the restroom & came back to see if she could get a better view of him from the front. This only confirmed her suspicion that it was him. By now, I was starting to wonder if he & the 2 men that he was with were noticing that we were staring at them, but it didn’t deter us. I began to look around & wonder if we were the only ones that had recognized him, and it seemed we were. We noted that he was wearing a blue baseball cap, so we tried hard to see if it was a Nike. If it were, we would know it was him.
We began to get worried that our time was running out, so I sent Abby to our truck parked right outside to get my camera. I knew this might raise suspicions, but I had to do it. Finally, Amy took the little ones out & I made my approach. With Abby & Lola in tow, I walked straight up to him & asked as graciously as I could if anyone had ever told him that he looked just like Tiger Woods. He was a little surprised to see me at first, then without saying anything, he just smiled. His friends laughed as well & then I explained that Amy & I were debating on whether it was him, & how we only wanted a picture for our brother, and yadda yadda. Since he had never answered my question, I asked again if it was really “him” & he finally said no, but that people tell him that a lot, and all the while he was still smiling, which made me wonder if he was telling the truth. After that, he agreed to a picture with me so that I could at least try to make our brother David think it was really him.
So, Abby snapped the picture & then we left as soon as we could. When we got in the truck to leave, Amy told me she overheard someone coming out of the restaurant say to another person, “I told you that was really him”.