Naturally, this is how the weather was the day we left The Rock:
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Wouldn't want there to be sunny skies, or calm seas, or anything...
It was a great ride, however. And I had to drive. So I was au natural. No meds.
Three months is a record for us to not leave the island. To say we all needed haircuts was an understatement. Plus, well, this is not a very big island. You get sort of...tired...of seeing the same people all the time. Even the kids were a little twitchy.
People at drive-thru windows -at like, oh, say- the bank, and Dunkin' Donuts, were slightly put off by my...enthusiasm...for them. I imagine it must seem strange to them for somebody to be excited to see them.
And to stay in line and chat.
Until horns honk.
I should invest in a bumper sticker that says "I don't get out much."
"Hey, hey, we're the Monkee's....
People say we monkey around...
But we're too busy sin-gin'
To put anybody downnnnnn...."
Within 12 hours, we were all sportin' new 'do's.
I love Mike the Barber.