Life is excellent. One of the joys of being older is having old friends to share the memories with. All of those memories include walking uphill both ways to school in subzero weather. In Florida. Only old friends remember that, even if they grew up some other place.
My one big regret is not getting photos of Tony and Patty, but sometimes the time you are having is bigger than photos. That's all good but later on, it's 'damn it!'
|Waiting for Tony, Patty and Jonny, what else is there to do?|
With over 2500 types of palms, I only knew one of these is a coconut palm.
Now I know one is pinnate and one is palmate.
Trivia factoid for the day from the Mother Nature Network (there's 9 more of 'em in you click on the link): Palmate leaves, like hands, grow in a bunch at the end of a stem. Pinnate leaves are like feathers, growing all along either side of a stem.
Now you know.
We had literally walked in the door from brunch as Tony and Patty headed back westerly, when Bob showed up. He and Jonny went to one of their old haunts, the Tiki Bar (where we'd just had brunch). I gave it a pass. We'd get together later.
It got so much later that I walked down to the bar, where they were coming out the door. That didn't last long. Walking
The neighbor was in a Sunday mood and invited us all in for happy hour. Or we invited ourselves in for happier hour. Not sure how that went. Then Bob was gone, I was couched, Jonny was saying good night and another Sunday Funday was in the history books.
I see naps in my future and I just woke up.
Have a mind your madness manners Monday. Do someth zzzzzzzzz.