It happens every time. Our family took a winter getaway to Florida last week and before we left, I said that we've been fortunate in the years we've gone south in the winter that we've never had a big problem getting to or from our destination. Apparently I didn't knock on wood - or anything for that matter. We were scheduled to fly home Saturday from Orlando. However, we had a connecting flight in Chicago. Getting to Chicago wasn't a problem. However, the flight from Chicago to Minneapolis was cancelled. So, our options were: See if we could get another flight on another airline - not a good idea, since it would have cost us more money (make that a lot more money) and there's no chance we would have gotten home any sooner. Fly to Chicago and hope we got a flight to Minneapolis on Sunday. Stay in Orlando and take the 8 a.m. flight to Minneapolis on Monday. We opted for No. 3 and, of course, it all worked out fine - and we got two more days in sunshine, palm trees and green grass. It was easily the least of three evils. (I know, it's not really an evil.) Although we shelled out for a couple of hotel rooms for two days and a couple of vehicles to get around, we made it worth our while. In fact, Jamey and his son, Wilson, went to the motocross race in Daytona, then Anna joined them at Disney Springs on Sunday. I read books and enjoyed the sunshine and warm weather. Things you don't see on TV Jamey, Mindy and I used our time to take in a couple of sporting events in Florida. As it turns out, we probably could have taken in three - the Wild were playing in Tampa Bay - but that one didn't work out. Instead, we took a day and went to Fort Myers to watch the Twins. Excellent idea, because the Twins scored eight runs in the first - two home runs, including a grand slam - and beat the Tampa Bay Rays 9-2. Best of all, Wilson got his picture with Torii Hunter. Then, Jamey, Mindy and I took in the Arnold Palmer Invitational Golf Tournament at Bay Hill. It was perfect weather to watch the tournament. We walked all 18 holes and watched several different groups. The threesome we tagged along with on the first nine included Brandt Snedeker and Justin Rose. Granted this was the first day of the tournament, but one would think professional golfers would be so totally focused on their game that they wouldn't have time to shift out of their "game face," if you will. Not Justin Rose. As the threesome headed down the No. 10 fairway just after teeing off, a group of youngsters, shouted "Nice job, Justin!" Now, I'm sure Justin is connected with the group somehow. But he rushed over to the group, knelt down with the kids, asked them how they were doing, then posed for a photo with them. Then he high-fived them and went back to "work." While I'm sure it was a bit of a publicity stunt, it still was a very nice moment. It showed that not all pros are all business all the time. Rose proved that. It was one of those scenes that just puts a smile on your face and a warm-fuzzy in your heart. He's definitely on my list of good guys in golf. Snedeker is another one. I'll share about his unique moment next week.