Sunday, December 14, 2008

Outing, careful language, and size ten shoes

Today we left our home, and that is what I meant by outing; whatever did you think I meant?
We actually went over to the big next-door city called Punta Gorda, kidding it’s a little village pretending to be a big city! It is our county seat though, and we are unincorporated and it is.
First, we finally arrived at one of our in county ethnic restaurants this one was a Tex/Mex called, ‘Dean’s, South of the Border.’
My husband had eaten there many times when still a working stiff, but I had not been there, and efforts to go there proved to be difficult to say the least; on many previous occasions the parking lot had been full. Which usually means good eats, and this time they definitely were, and yes I would love to go back again.

Anyway, we have a Fisherman’s Village there also, in Punta Gorda that is but on the water of course; which means it has shops, restaurants, and timeshares above those shops.
Don’t all Fishermen’s Villages?
Well, weekly/monthly they have special events and yesterday and today they had an Arts and Crafts Show with 60 venders.
When we were both healthier we used to arrive at the dock there by our boat, but since my hubby’s back is shot and my many ills we now arrive by car, deboarding by boat is now too painful for either of us; it’s only about a five mile drive from home, or as the crow flies probably three miles by boat.
We were lookers only again, but the few hours there were pleasant, and they have plenty of benches to rest on if need be.
The weather was just right in the 70’s so not too hot or too cold, perfection or in other words, Florida.

Just had a light soup and multi grain bread dinner; lunch was large.
Anyway, the news was on and discussed President Bush’s surprise trip to Bagdad and showed the footage of the Iraqi newsman throwing his size ten shoes at our president, fortunately Bush’s reflexes were surprisingly quick and the guy missed.
I must admit I don’t care for the guy (our current president), but that was rather much for anyone to endure.
The secret service stopped the fellow and got to the bottom of it.
It was explained he had personal anguish that involved the war and that is what was attributed to his bad behavior.
The media also explained that was an enormous insult to our president since the foot/shoe is considered the dirtiest part of the body in most Middle Eastern cultures.

Here’s a little aside from me: Yesterday while playing Dominoes online I seemed to have acquired what I consider somewhat of a stalker since he follows me from table to table to play Dominoes with me, but in the past I have just moved from that table and then stopped playing for a considerable amount of time.
Anyway, I had not seen or heard from him in quite a while so when he sat at my table to play yesterday I pretended that I did not know him, and he wrote, familiar?
And thinking I was being funny I wrote, “2 my shoe.” He came back later to let me know he was quite offended, and at that time I thought nothing of it just thinking he was being way too sensitive. It wasn’t until today that I found out how insulting I had been since I think he was from some country in the Middle East, and I just did not know; see some things are NOT funny to everyone.
It’s a good thing that I am basically anonymous while playing, and this also proves that as an international ambassador I would stink.
Protocol is not exactly my cup of tea, so to speak, I guess, as I have said many a time I suffer from foot in mouth disease.

On that note I will say good night to all and maybe internationally we should all take our languages to heart and care; since ones joke can easily be mistaken for another’s insult.

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