It’s coooollldd. Only 48° here. I know it’s more than 5° but still cold. The best thing about Florida is it’s going to be back up to 77° on Sunday. I know up north will be up to the 30’s by the weekend but I’d rather have in the 70’s. Although I do get a chance to wear my UGG s tonight. It’s date night. I wonder where I’ll be wearing my UGGs to. (is that correct grammar?)
I had my first “friend” visitor yesterday. Okay she didn’t really visit “me” but I tagged onto a visit she was having with someone else so I’m counting it and I’m going to count on it yearly. It seems appropriate that my first sitting-on-the-beach- with-a-friend would be Diane. She wanted to remake a picture of the two of us that we took in Miami back in the day when we were leaning against my mustang.
Wasn’t that a great idea? But we forgot. Unbelievably I found the picture! Now I understand why Diane is so anal at keeping her pictures in order. So 30 years later she can find them. Who knew? A cautionary tale for young people. But how will they keep all of those cell phone pictures? Diane also forgot her Titanic magazine. It’ll give me a chance to look at it first.
We met at Fisherman’s Village in Punta Gorda but then immediately set off for the beach. The closest beach was 30 miles away. Probably the closest beach was 2 miles away but we didn’t know any better, so we just chatted it up in the car ride. The beach we went to was in Englewood. By the time we got there it was getting chilly so we had to sit under a beach towel, but still the sun felt good and it wasn’t 5°. We stayed until sunset, heard the sizzle, then went back to Fisherman’s village for dinner. It was a 2 hour drive for both of us after dinner back to our homes. She drove 2 hours south to get back to Marco Island and I drove 2 hours north. Florida is pretty easy to drive around in. Straight and flat. Here’s some ridiculous pictures of us trying our own selfie versions with our cameras.
Loved having a day with a friend. Also loved having a day with a friend on the beach. Not that it’s that much different from sitting on her porch in the summer or dinner at the Hotel, but it’s the beach and it’s Florida so really it’s a lot different. She said she’s been meeting this other friend for lunch, once a year, for something like 10 years. Isn’t that something? Maybe we’ll start meeting once a year too, and before you know it 10 years will be passed. Diane and I became friends when we were 19 years old. And now a few short 37 years later we are still chatting it up, not missing a beat. That’s something, isn’t it?
You know what else is something? I have to go get the girl and get the permit. I have to gather my proof of residency…in Florida. You know I live here now. In Florida…finally!!!