New Villagers

There is nothing Steve and I like better than when people come down to The Villages to visit us.  There is always so much to do and certain people like different types of entertainment so it's always a thrill.

Over the Jefferson spring break some of our Fourth of July 2012 friends came down to visit us.  They drove all night which makes me tired just thinking abut it.   They arrived exactly on time in spite of what I suspect were countless bathroom breaks plus the removal of one driver's bra because she can't drive a car with a bra.  From what I understand, this person removed her ladies foundation and was swinging it around during a fueling stop while on the way down.  After getting to know her much better over the week, this did not shock us at all but we had many good laughs over it. 

The trip started with me going to the Golf Cart store to get the "whale", a four seat cart with a top speed, without afterburners, of 9 miles per hour.  The shop did not have my reservation which I had made months before their arrival.  Not only did they have the wrong day they had me picking it up in Spanish Village about ten miles away.  I was furious.  I don't usually lash out at people but this man made me angry.  He kept telling me that they were over booked and didn't I feel sorry for him?  I said I didn't care about him, I had the order for that day and wanted a cart.   He kept on about us picking up a cart in Spanish Villages at which time I told him to go and get the cart since I didn't order it there.  Again, he asked if I felt sorry for him that they were over booked.  I said again, NO, I don't care about that, give me the cart I ordered.   After about thirty minutes of telling him I could care less about him, they gave me, what I think, was the worst whale in the fleet.  I told this jerk that I'll remember this when I trade my second cart in on my third.  Steve and I took the whale to Trish's parents house where the ladies were waiting.  As I recall, Trish's mother took them to the pool with a bottle of something and then the girls were to come to our house.  Later in the afternoon we got a call that they were lost.  Steve asked where they were only to learn that they were not even close to getting to our house.  We took off on our cart to get them not disclosing that we also got lost finding them.  We got together and lead them to our house where we chatted, had dinner and went to Sumter Landing to dance.  Yes, dance ????  Everyone had a good time doing the wobble and the spaghetti dance.  It was nice to see one of my long time friends out on the dance floor cutting a rug.  I sat back, drank and took pictures. 

After the dancing the girls came to our house for a bit before we led them back to Trish's parents for a night of good sleep.   I believe the next  day we had tickets to a polo match.  The weather was kind of threatening but we took off anyway.  This time we drove in the car as the horses would have died of old age had we taken the whale to the match.  The girls had never seen a polo match before and we'd seen one.  They asked us what some of the terms meant so I told them what I thought which was wrong and made them look silly. 

The highlight of the match was really not the horses or the match but the divot stomping and the cheerleaders.  I am still not sure if these old "bags" are serious about their cheers but it they are, they all need to get to the local home ASAP.  The one cheer contained the words, "Who's going to win the match, WE DON'T KNOW"  It became the motto of the trip.  For example, "what are we having for dinner, WE DON'T KNOW.   I don't think the girls will ever get over it.  

We did the usual trips around The Villages while the girls played pickle ball.  Laura was a good sport and would partner with anyone who asked her.  I think the one lady just stood there while Laura ran around her.  The description was a hoot.   

Then it was back to the square for more music and dancing including Steve who is actually a very good dancer.  I'd need to smoke crack before I'd take my a--- out there and wobble.  There were a lot of drinks going around and we had a great time. 

Laura being a rather competitive person was looking for someone to geocache with her so she got our friend Jimm and my Steve to go with her.  They used my Garmin which I guess didn't go so well but I think they got within a few feet.  Then Laura brought over her GPS and it would take them right to the prize,  I think they may have had to hop some fences to get to the prize but I stayed home with Vickie who grilled all the burgers that were ready when the hunters got home 

Then we were out to dinner and discussed where we'd go tonight for music.  I suggested we go to see Petrina but I needed to talk to them about this before we went. I had to delicately tell the girls that Petrina sings at the Waterfront on Thursday however, it was loud and the crowd was of a "different" sexual orientation.  We all had a good night.  It was packed as usual but the girls did get to wobble and I think Vickie got pinched.  The girls were texting their families back in Wisconsin that Steve and I took them to Lesbian night at the hotel.  Which I guess we did.  You have to admit, it's something they'd never done before. 

We had a blast there as well and went home to play the Wii.  Again, Laura is very competitive and beat the hell out or most of us.  She seemed to have a bit of an issue with rowing but once she got it, watch out. 

In any event, I can't recall all the chronology of this but we did have a great time.  Ate a lot, drank a lot, and the most important thing, we laughed a lot.  We are going to get together sometime this summer to cook out.  It should be wild. 

Below are some of the many pictures we took.  Enjoy