As the flute choir performance ended, we met our good friends Michelle and John, who had a surprise for me - Michelle had baked me a birthday apple pie - my very favorite, and her first apple pie. Let me tell you, if Michelle ever wants to get out of the real estate business into something far more creative and tasty, she should open up a bakery here in The Villages.
Speaking of sweets, My Lovely Bride made An Egregious Error the other day. We had gone for a hike, and she thoughtfully stuck a couple of Silver Bells (AKA Hershey Kisses) in her pocket for Her Wonderful Husband to enjoy when he got hungry. Regrettably (Error #1), she forgot to tell me about them or to hand one to me when I was indeed famished. Regrettably again (Error #2), she forgot to remove them from her pocket until she was doing the laundry. Fortunately, they didn't go into the wash. For those unfamiliar with the transformation of a perfectly shaped piece of chocolate into an amorphous blob, the attached photo is provided. The original bell-shaped object on the right is the "Before"; the lump on the left is the "After". I can personally attest, however, that the blob actually tasted pretty good, even after several days Having Gone Missing. I hope she has learned her lesson. This cool "macro" photo was taken with my recent birthday present from My Lovely Bride, a Nikon D7000. I am a very happy photographer.
The other day My Lovely Bride decided that she had to deliver a book to her new friend Jan, "just around the corner". She alerted me with, "Put on your walking shoes, sailor!" I of course replied, "Yes, ma'am." She donned a backpack, no doubt to show me that she, too, could carry a heavy load. (I didn't want to snicker that after all, it was just one book... I'm not that dumb.) After 10 minutes of fast power-walking, I asked, "I thought you said this was just around the corner." Her retort, "Well, a four mile round-trip isn't much, since you need to get into shape for your week-long backpacking trip in the desert with Liz next week." I couldn't argue that point... We finally arrived at Jan and Peter's house, where Suzanne autographed Jan's new book, and we received an unexpected invitation to dinner. Hey, this "Books Afoot" program has promise! Don't be fooled by the wire sticking out of Peter's ear; he's not a Secret Service agent, but rather a patent attorney, so that's probably his Bluetooth connection.
After a delicious dinner and scrumptious chocolate dessert, Peter showed us his pride and joy; a 2004 Lotus Elise. You may recall me mentioning this model sports car last summer, when one passed The Coach somewhere out west.
Here is My Sexy Bride molded into the driver's seat and cockpit of the Elise. (You have to be a gymnast to get into this car gracefully.) It will do something like 150-175 mph, but fortunately the garage was blocked by another car and she wasn't able to show the Sumter County Sheriff her tail lights that night.
Here's the Lotus' rear engine compartment. Either Peter is an OCD engine cleaner-fanatic or he has little elves polish his engine at night... have you ever seen an engine this spotless?
Saturday found us watching the Army-Navy Game. Suzanne had received an email from Charles Cunis, a retired Army Colonel in Colorado betting on the game, two of her books (if Army won) or lunch (if Navy won) when we visited there again. She felt really bad accepting the bet, since Navy had won the past 11 games. It would be sort of like taking candy from a baby. But heck, if a Colonel wants to lose, she was happy to help. At halftime, with Army down 17-0, she emailed him and said, "Charles, I'm really getting hungry for lunch." (That's it, Sweetheart, rub it in!) The final score was 34-7. Sorry, Army, maybe next year.