So, we spent the first hour of the day trying to figure out what hour of the day it was. In fairness, we had been on a week long Old Club Rendezvous in the Carribean, which is one hour ahead and because the cruise ship wanted us to spend all of our time (and money) in their bars, casino, and gift shop, they blocked access to normal television news channels. So we have been out of touch for days.
We returned to our boat in Marathon Key with Neal and Lillian Stoneback last night with the best of intentions; getting up early to go to church and then setting out to Little Palm Island (that's Torch Key FL Jim Franey) The service was at eight but we missed it and for the life of us couldn't figure out why our cell phones, and Fox News said 9:00 a.m. when our watches and clocks said 8. We finally copped on to the "Spring foward thing" but felt that March 14 hardly qualified for spring. So we missed church but Lillian says we get points for trying.
Little Palm was still just as lovely. We encountered two little Key deer while lunching by the pool and fed them leaves from the tall trees that they love but can't reach. Then we snapped pictures of Spencer, the resident Great Blue Heron. But perhaps the most fun of all was what we encountered on the dock next to our boat.
Our new boat neighbors pulled in and set about washing the salt off their boat (we skipped that step in favor of rum drinks at the tiki hut) The woman was washing the windows, which is a huge turn on for Tom and he couldn't resist chatting her up. "Want to do our boat next?" She laughed and said "You can't afford me" I asked "where are you from?" and she held her hand up in the all too familiar mitten, pointed to her lower thumb knuckle and said "originally Michigan - it's where I grew up" We couldn't believe it. We all introduced ourselves and said, "We're from Harsens Island" to which she responded "Pickeral at Browns! What's your name?" Tom answered "Vertin" A look of horror came over her face as she said "Tom? Tom Vertin?" and quickly moved from her husband to the dock and frantically sputtered unrelated pieces of data. "I dated your friend Mel. Alexander. This is my husband. Patrick. How long ago was that? Wow" And then she moved toward me, hand extended and reintroduced herself "I'm Kim". I said "Yes-you said that back there" gesturing to her boat and sort of relishing the fact that my husband clearly knew something about her past that she did NOT want her husband to know. Then it occured to me almost instantly that my husband WAS what she didn't want her husband to know. As the realization came over my face the relish moved to Neal who muttered "Oh this is gonna be good" We made plans to have a cocktail with our new friends before dinner and retired to our boat at which point Lillian said "Mel dated that woman!" followed by Tom and I saying in unison "So did Tom(I)" Kim went back to washing her windows and we called Mel who when confronted by Neal with the whole thing offered this response; "So did Tom"
All I can say is its a good thing I'm not the jealous type. We had a cocktail with them and actually enjoyed ourselves very much. We never tipped our hand but when her husband mentioned that they also might like to go to the Bahamas this year on their boat I couldn't resist suggesting we run across the gulf stream together just to watch her squirm. What I lack in "jealous" I make up for in "evil".
Sorry for the lack of blog in February. Nothing much to report during that period. Big news now though...Not only are Ben and Val expecting in August but Tommy and Kelle have another bun in the oven that's due in November. We are going to be up to our ears in Grandbabies and loving every minute of it!!!!
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