Yippeee—my sister Patti put me in the driver’s seat of her Miata convertible today! My first time driving a convertible was grand, after I got over feeling a little overexposed to the elements at high speed. Some jerk in a little red sports car honked at us, and I scowled and said “What’d I do!?” Patti just laughed and said, “Girls in a convertible.” I got the idea that guys honk at her all the time when she tools around town in her cute convertible.
Our husbands couldn’t fit in the Miata, so they followed in the Lexus, and we left them in the dust. They eventually caught up with us for lunch at a great Punta Gorda restaurant overlooking Charlotte Harbor.
We had a wonderful time visiting with Patti and Al, rocking the afternoon away on their back porch, shaded by live oaks and palm trees, with lots of colorful tropical foliage all around. It was so great to spend time with them, and it was so comfortable hanging out in their little corner of paradise that it took a real effort to get together the energy to get up and go back to Ruskin. (Hope they weren’t wondering if we would ever leave.)
It took us less than an hour and a half to get to their house in Port Charlotte, but it took us far longer to get back to our condo, because we took the scenic route” and left ourselves open to distractions.
Dinner on the dock with a steel drum player in the background—we couldn’t think of a better way to end the day.
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