After spending the morning together on the treadmills and in the swimming pool doing aerobic exercise, we took it easy. Then about four, we left on an “adventure.”
“Adventures” are usually something we do while on long trips to break up just accumulating miles. We find a state park or back road at some point in a day’s journey to do something that may be memorable.
This being our forty eighth anniversary, we headed down a road we’d never taken to a restaurant where we’d never been. In mail I pulled from our box as we were leaving, Ann found our brother-in-law’s card.
“What anniversary is this? Pewter? Silver?” it asked. Inside, it said, “Fiber!” That’s about right.
The Sandy Hook Restaurant in Matlacha (pronounced “matt le shay”) was not busy at 4:30 so I had time to read one of the many wooden plaques on the wall. One said, “When in command, plunder. When in doubt, mumble. When in trouble, delegate.” I think it was written by Karl Rove.
We were seated at a big window overlooking a harbor. And we decided to splurge. We each had a dinner instead of the early bird specials. Ann chose vegetables and I chose a baked potato. She got the garden salad and I got a fruit cup. Then by sharing the fish and sides we’d ordered, we had a mini-potluck.
Since we both have stuck with our diet and exercise, I was ready to head out when Ann said to our wait staffer, “We are quite full but we’d love to hear your selection of desserts.”
She smiled and listed seven altogether too yummy choices.
“Fiber anniversary,” we saw in each other’s glances so we decided to take the peanut butter and chocolate pie in a graham cracker crust.
A happy anniversary! And a nice adventure.
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