I'm visiting Lucy. I set her up on a blog with nothing on it so she can post comments. She's askered of ya'll even though she adores each and every one of you. Peach is her favorite, she is sure you are writing a best seller.
Florida is warm just like home. My poor Lucy is worn out from being sick, it's just been one thing after another. Pray for her.
KJ asked about first dates. My first date was a disaster, I was the 13 year old geek and the one the guy was disappointed in. MY step sister arranged the whole thing. We went to a Christy Minstrels concert in Chicago. She was pretty cool but she didn't take charge for my choice of wardrobe. I put on my navy blue dress with a white collar and bow. I had my hair back in a barrette and my little black horn rim glasses. Oh yeah, braces and a cute little sprinkle of acne, not freckles across my nose. When we opened the front door this guy almost fainted from disappointment. Your classic blind date, what have I gotten myself into? I really don't know how she talked me into that. It was humiliating. I knew I was an ugly duck.
So anyway he had some dumb old station wagon that had water in the back and I made 101 dumb comments about the sloshing noise. DORK!!
Thank God for the end of that date, it was years before I went on another one. Contacts, long hair and blue jeans changed the whole scenario. A few years later he would've been the dork as he was actually nothing to write home about.
Happy Father's Day tomorrow, see you at the beach if there is a hotel hook up.