Rattlin' Them Bones

Yesterday was a VERY chilly day but it was the day we had scheduled a round of golf with Jim and Betty. They had never played at the Williston Golf and Country Club. Yikes! This course was in terrible shape. We had played here once before in January where it wasn't too bad. I guess all the hard freezes killed off the greens but not the poanna grass/weeds that seem to grow on every green. I did not dress appropriately for the cold weather - I even forgot my windshirt, but at least I had on pants. Monday did not meet my criteria of 60/sunny/and no wind.

Mark was talking to the greenskeeper when we finished; he told Mark that all of the greens will have temporary greens in front of them (yesterday there was only one and a half temp ones) because they are going to kill off all greens - he claims they will be perfect next year. We'll take his word on that since we won't be here next year.

Last night Mark practiced his banjo while I went to play euchre. The winning score for women was around 60. I, personally, got a whopping 20. I had fun, even though I couldn't get any good cards.

We also got calls from both boys. Michael was unfortunate enough to break his foot/ankle on Saturday night. Yesterday he got a cast from his knee to his toes. I'm so sorry for him. Good news for him though, I guess he won't be traveling for a while. Then Dennis informed us that our neighbor at home has put her house up for sale. This is not good. This lady has lived next to us for the past 30 years and we'll miss her a lot. She always watched the house for us while we were gone.

Today was a lot warmer, but still cool. In fact, too cool to get in the pool. We mostly just hung around the park. Mark spent quite a while chatting with Mario, the guy across the street from us and a retired telephone man. He and his wife are from Long Island, NY. Mostly Mario just stands outside his trailer smoking his big fat cigar and drinking wine. What a life. Unfortunately - those cigars reek!

It was another fun evening at karaoke. The same people sing every week, and some sing the same songs every week, but it's still entertaining. Tonight Marilyn was working up the courage to get up and sing but we left to watch some of President Obama's address to Congress.

Tomorrow we're off to check out yet another golf course - this one up in Gainesville. It was a mediocre course last year; we have hope for this year. I don't know where all the golfers came from this year, but every course I try to get a tee time for, they're all busy.