June 12, 2015 Day #8

     Today, went by way too fast.  This was our last day in Tampa.  My cousin, Sandy (Robb) Bair and her granddaughter, Jenna, came to the bus.  Our grandsons met their 3rd cousin for the first time.  They swam for about an hour. 

TY

Jenna and Drew

Jenna and Ty
Brody spent so much time under the water,
I couldn't get his picture.

     Then Richard took over babysitting duties.

This is how grandpa babysits.  Moe, Larry,
and Curly on our bed playing x-box.  Actually,
we limit the time they play video games.
Richard keeps them busy with different things.

      Sandy, Jenna, and I had a girls' day out.  We did some shopping, went to lunch, and did more shopping.  We took Jenna to her grandpap, Jerry, who took her back to swim some more with the boys.
     Sandy and I went to a movie in Brandon to see SPY with Melissa McCarthy.  If they removed the F word, it would be a silent movie.  Other than that, it was HYSTERICAL.  For me, it ran a close second to Identity Theft.  But, then again, when we are together, Sandy and I would laugh at a divorce hearing.  LOL  Oh, wait . . .  we already did that.
     For those of you who have read my Bertie books, Sandy and I are the real live people who ran over a mattress on the Interstate 75 on our way to the final hearing for her divorce.  For those who haven't read my Bertie books, what happened was, Sandy and I landed on a mattress which had fallen from a truck.  It stopped us dead.  When we would drive forward, the mattress would go with us.  Once we dodged the interstate traffic and got to the shoulder, I backed out of the mattress which we had been perched on.  Springs bounced out with a big boing!  It was a brand-new car, and I was sure my husband (at the time) was going to kill me. 
     Sandy and I got off the highway and pulled into a gas station to ask the attendant if I had done any damage under the car.  I hadn't told him what I hit.  He wiped his hands on a rag and asked, "What did you hit?  A mattress?  You have stuffing all under there."  Sandy and I lost it.  We never laughed so hard in our life.  We found it hard not to laugh during the divorce hearing.
     Sandy and I have all kinds of crazy times together--happy, sad, scary, crazy.  Oh, I could write a book about our adventures.  Actually, I already did. 



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Until next time,

Dolores