WEDNESDAY

I think it's Wednesday.  When retired, you only need to know when it's Sunday, so you don't miss church.  I finally put a font on  that I can easily see.  The normal font is just so tiny.  Tiny isn't a word I often use when I refer to me.  I am walking now at least 4 miles a day but I wonder how much it will help.  I know of course it can't hurt.  
You know what I forgot to mention was our lovely dinner out.
We were driving out doing our thrift shopping and we saw an Italian place called "Sophias Ristorante Italiano" on Pine Ridge Road.  Jim had pasta with Tag Truffles for $35, I had Salmon and my one glass of wine was $14.  It gives you some idea of the bill,  A hundred here, a hundred there.  
It was a lovely dinner and of course because we were together, it was even more fun.  We sat across from a couple that didn't say 10 words to each other through their whole dinner.  Now I know there are always times we don't want to say anything to each other but having dinner together isn't one of them.
At dinner I want candlelight, soft music, dim light, good conversation and of course wine.  
We had fun.  I had more fun than Jim because he had to pay the bill.
We had such a fun Wednesday, we picked Frank Yates up at 7:45 am and off we went to Naples Pier.  I wasn't excited because a new walking adventure awaited me.  It must have been 8:30 or so when we arrived at the pier,  Frank said the pier was about 1/4 mile long and of course the beach went on forever.  There were only a couple of dozen people out walking the beach, I really remembered the beach as being so narrow but in reality it was super wide.  I only picked up a few shells, they were rather picked over but I was there for the walking and walking I did.  I put on over 4 miles for the day.  After walking for about an hour and a half I joined the guys at the end of the pier to see how the fishing was going.  Frank caught a couple of birds and something took the fish Jim had caught but the hook popped out and landed the hook in his forearm.  The story Jim told me about getting the hook out of his arm was comical.  Neither Frank or someone nearby wanted to take it out but finally the guy nearby bent back the barb and pulled it out.  Lots of Drama.  Jim wanted them to just yank it out.  He is such a twit.  At least he has only a couple of holes instead of a tear.  He is tougher than owl poop.
I then decided to go to nearby shops.  I wanted a coffee and a new visor.  I went to a coffee shop.  Bad Ass Coffee of Hawaii.
http://www.badasscoffee.com/storedirectory.php  Makes you shutter.  What is next.  Anyway there were some really fancy shops in the area.  I went to two store looking for a visor and I found one but it was $148.00.  For a straw visor.  These people are nuts, I finally bought one for $28.00 at Tommy Bahamas.  It is about twice as much as I wanted to pay but it is a really neat straw visor and wraps around the back with Velcro.  Oh ya, it has the Tommy Bahama pineapple logo so I know it must be worth at lease $15 for that.  Kill me.
Jim would like to sometimes.
I had some fun in our public parking lot, a Lamborghini pull in to the parking lot as I was pumping the meter for another hour. It was bright yellow. The personal license plates stated "No Murcy".  What a hoot.  I took a couple of pictures but I have no idea how to get it to my blog.  So wonderful being me.
We left the beach about 12:30 and headed for an outdoor cafe. Buzz's Lighthouse Inn.  Cute little place, Jim and Frank had the Rueben's and I had a wonderful caesar salad with blackened chicken.  Too wonderful.  
We got home and chilled the rest of the day, dogs were glad to see us since we were gone 7 hours.
I need to do some laundry today.  I hate it to get too huge.  Isn't it funny how it just seems to grow during the night and all of a sudden "Walla" it is a huge bag.
I did fine a bracelet at the beach.  It is one of those rubber ones. No saying on it but it is a pretty yellow and purple.  It's me.