More Observations

I think about the weirdest things as you perhaps gathered from reading some of my blogs. Thanks for being so understanding. Here’s another thought I had while having our regular Sunday restaurant breakfast. Have the rest of you noticed that when going to the container for jelly you have to search hard for a Strawberry, Marmalade, or Mixed Fruit amongst a ton of Grape. I’ve even been to places where there was nothing but Grape. Where did the restaurants get the idea that we just love grape. I don’t know, maybe they think we still love it because of those giant Welch Grape Jelly jugs our mothers used to buy (must have been the cheapest) when we were young. By the way, while pondering this I received the best cheese omelet I’ve had in years. Could not believe it, fluffy, full of cheese and even the home fries and toast were done just right. Actually couldn’t believe it. Doesn’t happen often for me. Downside is that it gave me nothing to bitch about which is very rare.

Advancing age and retirement must be taking its toll on me since my thoughts keep getting stranger by the day. Just this past Saturday during my weekly round of golf I was trying to determine if there was any advantage to being a senior citizen. Certainly wasn’t my golf game which over the years has deteriorated from a 9 to a 20 handicap. Saturday golf has turned from pleasure, to at times, severe pain. Saturday golf now has two good things about it, breakfast with my friends and Heinekens after golf surrounding the requisite 18 holes of misery. I must admit that the Lord does bless me occasionally with a couple of good shots.

I do try hard to see its advantage, but a small senior discount doesn’t make up for the aches and pains which seem to crop up on a regular basis. Seems that I find a new one daily as I crawl out of bed. Wait, I found one. Women, both young and old are easy to communicate with. I guess they now view me as harmless when approached, talked to or joked with. Doesn’t make up for all the rest though.

Well enough moaning for this entry. See you soon.

FLORIDA AGAIN

We just got back from our grueling 3400 mile trip to Florida. Getting four tickets to the Women’s Final Four in the NCAA lottery began the planning for this trip. We went with friends who unfortunately do not fly, hence the grueling description of the trip. Spent the first week in a Condo in the Orlando area and were able to spend a day at the Kennedy Space Center and a day at Epcot. Good beginning to the trip until the Uconn girl’s embarrassing loss to Stanford in the semi-final…..also poured like hell, tough with no umbrellas. It put a little damper on things, but a couple of Yuenglings helped to warm it up again.

After a little winery tasting trip and tour it was off to Saint Augustine for a few days. Very nice interesting city…..took a few tours and a stop at an interesting Alligator Farm. You’ll have to see the pictures some day. Final area visited was Savannah, Georgia which I like. Made sure we ate at Paula Deen’s, a wish our traveling companions had. Marge and I had previously eaten at Paula’s……still not terribly impressed, but popular as hell because of the TV exposure………an absolute gold mine.

Just to let you know that this trip still did nothing to turn Florida on to me, although we did go by a few “nicer” areas on our way to Saint Augustine, rural cattle country as opposed to miles of flat, straight highways clogged with cars and lined with strip malls, all with the same stores and restaurants every other city has. Again, I want to assure my friends and family that this guy will not be turning into a “Snowbird” so you don’t have to worry about visiting us. Might get me into Southwest Virginia or Northwest North Carolina, but that’s it.

Surprisingly the big Enclave gave us over 20 miles to the gallon on every tank full. Highest was 25.6 and average on others was about 22.5. Very comfortable ride, even with my passengers who have a few back problems. More importantly though, I didn’t get any speeding tickets……I must be getting old.