Art (90) and Betty (89) - from Michigan - were our Mardi Gras "King and Queen" by a unanimous vote. He is a WWII vet and she teaches line dancing every Tuesday morning at the clubhouse. Such a cute couple! Hope Roger and I live to be cute 90 year olds!!
Roger was in San Antonio all last week for work. What a time he had getting "home" Friday night! His flight from SA was late due to bad weather and then delayed again in Houston because of weather and waiting for other incoming planes. When they finally got ready to leave the pilot made an announcement that they were too heavy and had to "off load" some fuel. Forty-five minutes later they took off for a bumpy ride to Orlando. Not a good start and it went downhill from there! Normally this flight arrives at 11:40pm and Roger has a limo service bring him home so I don't have to drive alone so late at night to pick him up. He got to the baggage area and there was no one there with a "HEWLETT" sign - but, she called and said she was running late because her last pick up was late too and she would be there soon. She finally arrived, Roger settled in the back seat and laid his head back to relax during the 45 minute ride home. When he next opened his eyes it was totally black outside with little traffic - the ride from Orlando airport to Clermont is through an urban area with lots of lights and activity - he immediately knew something was wrong! He got out his IPhone, checked his mapping application and saw they were going the wrong way on the Florida Turnpike - on their way to Miami!! When he questioned Mary, the driver/owner of the business, she was sure she took the correct exit but, couldn't answer why her compass said "SE" when they should have been going "NW." They drove another 30 miles before finding an exit with a turn around! At that point, Roger checked his phone again - "98 miles to Clermont" and the RV park is on the other side of Clermont!! By now it's 2am and he calls me to tell me "it's a long story, but I'll be there in about an hour." As they approach Clermont, Mary says "do you know about how much longer to the exit, I'm a little worried about gas." Roger notices her gas gauge on "E." The towncar has a gauge that tells how many miles before it is totally out of gas and he sees that it is rapidly descending to zero! They make it to the RV park on fumes! He comes in at 3am and says "the driver is almost out of gas and I can't let her drive alone to find a station that is open - so, I'm going to follow her." Within about a quarter mile she runs out and coasts to a stop along the side of the road. Now Roger, who has paid $90 for a ride home, is the driver and Mary is the passenger! The first gas station does not have any gas cans but the second one does - Roger fills it and takes her back to her car and gets it started then follows her to the station. Once he knows she'll be OK he finally heads - the right direction! - for home! Arrives at 3:45am!!! The limo service is owned by a husband and wife team - at least they didn't charge him - but, I thought the husband would have called and said "thanks for taking care of my wife!" But.........
One more golf lesson scheduled. We've been playing more often and I had a 48 for 9 holes last Saturday. My best score yet! I'll never be great - just want to be good enough to not totally embarass myself! Roger is doing very well - got a new putter that is guaranteed to take strokes off his game!
I went to lunch with some of Roger's cousins last Friday that are in the area for the winter. Too bad he was in SA. They are all children of his mother's sisters. Barbara, Betty Lou and her huband, Everett, and Sharon and her husband Mike. Good to see them all doing well.
