SOUTHWEST SOCIAL DIRARY
January 1, 2017
The weather has improved in Southwest Florida. Just like up north, we down here experienced a few chilly days on the Magnolia Landing Golf Course over the Christmas holiday. I noticed more long pants and jackets than usual on the golf course. But the golfers are still hitting the little white dimpled ball. If you have followed this blog at all you know my Lanai (screened in porch for you in Indiana) looks out over the 6th tee of the Magnolia Landing Golf Course. Except, they changed the course around and now I’m overlooking the 1st tee. Yes, we have a lot of activity early in the morning. Mick Rodery, an avid golfer living here in Magnolia Landing, was driving by in his custom golf cart with mag wheels when I happen to be standing out in front of my home. We talked about the change in the golf course layout. Mick had his tongue buried deep in his cheek indicating that the value of my home had just increased in value by now being on the 1st tee. He kept a straight face while spinning his yarn. I’ll believe it when we sell the home, which selling is not in my plans in the foreseeable future.
I was invited to three house parties this holiday season.
Tom Morookian invited on Christmas Eve. Tom is the “Jokester” in the Garage Guys videos on ByDuncan.com. (Link) He had a house full of people. I think I knew almost everyone. Lots of food and drink. Desserts of every possible combination adorned the dining room table.
Tom is a good friend and a few of the guys here in Magnolia Landing make our way to WINGS from time to time. Wings is a restaurant located in the middle of Fort Myers on US 41 at Colonial Blvd. Boy the wings are sure good. I think that’s why we keep going on a regular basis.
I met a couple at Tom Morookian’s Christmas Eve party for the first time. Donna and Greg Christopher from Burnt Store invited to their party the following day, Christmas Day. They have a beautiful home. Donna and Greg both work out of their home. They sell and service a medical transcription software product. Greg gave me a tour of the home as well as their work space. The party always goes late I’m told. Up into the wee hours of the night. But, I must be getting old. Eating and drinking copious amounts of food and drink two days straight starts to become a bit of a challenge at my advanced age. I never thought I would say that out loud.
Phil Fugere invited for dinner on New Year’s Eve. His wife is currently back at the other home in the cold, up north with family for holiday and he was all alone. So, he enticed by saying he would fix dinner. The shrimp and pasta dish was quite good. Complimented with bread and a salad. Phil played the BYOB card. So, I brought a bottle of Irish Mist.
George, my 97 year old father elected to not go to church on Sunday, Christmas Day. That is very unusual for Dad. He asked if the restaurants were open on Christmas and I explained “Nothing will be open”. “There is only one church service, not two Christmas Day.” I think he realized he would be missing out on the fun of eating out and flirting with all the women in the restaurant. Priorities, we all have priorities.
On the 28th of December Dad had guests from Indianapolis. Guemallie and Merlin Lopez from Indianapolis, Indiana asked if they could stop by the house and pay Dad a visit. The Lopez family came to Crooked Creek Baptist Church in Indianapolis for the first time as visitors. Apparently, Dad walked up to them and welcomed them to the church. The Lopez family have been a part of our lives ever since. In fact, when we were moving to southwest Florida. I came down early to Florida with the moving truck, to set up the house. Merlin brought Dad down in the airplane a few days later. Thank you again Merlin.
After their visit with Dad, Merlin and Guemallie wanted to take a look at a residential lot in Punta Gorda owned by their parents. I suggested we have a late lunch at Laishley Crab House in Punta Gorda. The restaurant sits on the south side of the Peace River. The view is spectacular. We had lunch and they were off to find the property.
I headed back to the house in my Pontiac Solstice GXP mean yellow hot rod. Thinking to myself, it’s a couple of days before Christmas and I’m in shorts, a short sleeve shirt with the top down. The palm trees along the highway are swaying in the breeze. Life is good.