To die for . . .

Hearth and home? Country? Freedom? Net neutrality? Yeah, sure. Donna's lemon bars? Absolutely! And who knew she could bake? 

The weather was not kind to the bocce ballers. First, it was HOT. Then thunder and rain forced two delays. The gangsters, however, were not deterred. Bill and Ted fought valiantly but ended up losing to Bruce and Mark. Maybe next week, guys!

Did we mention how good Donna's lemon bars were? 

Ruthye has decreed that each of us gangsters wear red, white and blue next Monday, the 4th of July. Bruce will be going AWOL to celebrate with the Mallory Creekers. More treats for the rest of us! 

The Abacoa wiffle ball championship was held right here in Tuscany this past Sunday. The championship team featured two of our favorites, Ernie and James. They were both directly responsible for our gang's free and open use of the clubhouse.
  

But can they play bocce ball?

They both promise to visit with us soon. (Maybe they heard about Donna's lemon bars.)

Daisy stopped by to say "Hi" to Muffin. It made Muffin smile.

Thanks for the memories, everybody. See you on the Fourth!

An Historic Event . . .

It has never happened before. Never. The first day of summer, a full strawberry moon and above all else, a meeting of the Clubhouse Gang - all on the same day! Mark the date, June 20, 2016. It will likely never occur again! 

C.J., aka Thelma, returned from her road trip with Ruth Ann, aka Louise, to North Carolina. Harriett and Bill escaped their exile in New Jersey and Tara and Gail actually came back, after checking us out last week. Lyona wore her crab shirt to reflect her mood and Sue introduced us to the newest Clubhouse gangster, Rudy.  He was adopted on Father's Day. Lucky dog. Cute, too!

Rudy!  Rudy!  Rudy! 

There was plenty of action on the bocce ball court. Harriett joined in the fun, putting the guys on notice that the ladies' bench is deep. Leslie, Jack and Muffin watched. 

Until next Monday . . . .

Noodles and Noodles of Fun!

Nine gang members showed out at the pool this morning for a little water aerobics and a lot of fun. Thanks, Lyona. You and Susan are the best!

From the Omega to the Alpha . . .

A puzzle ends,

A puzzle begins! 

The Jiggers were rather subdued today. We tried to get them to sing their club song, "We are the Champions", to no avail. Maybe it was the weather.

It was too hot for the Ballers to take the field. Meanwhile, while we were all feeling sorry for Gunther, stranded in some rural community in the deep, Deep South, he sends us a picture. Go figure!

Gunny's new community bocce ball court!

Oyster shell surface no less! Bill is already planning a trip to North Carolina.

Gail Ramirez and Tara Fries joined us for the first time. Welcome! Bill and Harriett were still missing. They were last seen two weeks ago drinking hardily at the Abacoa Happy Hour. Dolores was readying herself for her Alaska cruise and Ted decided that a visit to his doctor was more fun than a gang meet. 

Have a super week. See you all next Monday!

Well, maybe not world famous but . . .

Abacoa famous, for sure!  

Andy, a widely celebrated journalist in-the-making, came to our gang meet to interview us for a coming feature article in the Abacoa Community Newspaper. Look for it in the July issue. He was mostly underwhelmed but promised to do everything possible to make us look at least somewhat interesting. Thanks, Andy! 

With our Bocce captain out of town, the balls stayed in the bag. No one won, no one lost. A good day all around.

The jiggers continued to hammer home puzzle pieces. It is a difficult puzzle but we gangsters never back down. Donna returned to the table and immediately lifted our spirits. The ladies were even overheard singing a few verses of Frere Jacques.

Until next Monday . . . .