Indio, California: Sometime overnight, I heard raindrops hitting the roof of the motorhome and woke at 7 o’clock to this view:
Snow in Joshua Tree National Park! Hard to believe yesterday was tee-shirt weather.
We had two species (of the avian variety) visit this morning:
You can be assured these photos were taken through the windscreen. Brrrrr.
We ran, we lunched and then we headed out on Day 2 of golf cart shopping. We stopped-by five different golf cart shops this afternoon. Two were fine, but small with not much selection. The third was completely out of business. Closed. Empty showroom. The fourth was kinda creepy and dirty. We hit pay-dirt on the fifth place. Our friends, Brent & Crystal, had given us the name of “their guy”. I had phoned “their guy” last evening and he gave us directions to a showroom in Palm Desert. The place was amazing and we knew we had found our golf cart nirvana the moment we walked in the door.
Advantage Golf Cars was so shiny, new and fancy – we thought for sure the prices would be out of our comfort zone. Would you believe this place had the best prices we had found in two days of shopping? Not only that, the sales clerk, Lina, knew every answer to every question (none of this “I’m not sure, I’ll have to ask my boss” stuff).
We wanted something like this (above)… except we wanted the roof to extend over the rear passenger seats. We also wanted a green cart.
Then DT spotted this beauty. Black on black. Hubby rarely gets excited about anything, but I’m pretty sure he was smitten with this gorgeous golf cart. David is one to take a brochure and think about a purchase. Not today. We ordered a four-passenger golf cart. Black, with black fabric upholstery, extended roof and fancy wheels. This baby can go 24 miles per hour… which is pretty sad, as the speed limit in our resort is 12 mph.
We ordered this upholstery (above). The cart we ordered, an E-Z-GO, is not new. It is an old chassis, most-likely from a nearby golf resort. The carts are stripped-down, painted and buffed to a new shine. New batteries are installed, new seats, headlights and taillights are added, new roof, new tires – and then suckers like us come in and order the carts to cruise-around their gated communities.
Leo! Look at all the trouble you have caused! (Don’t y’all know, Leo will be cruising around the resort one day soon in this golf cart.)
Our cart will be delivered to us in a few weeks!
Oh, aren’t we just drinking the Kool-Aid.
Speaking of Leo… our little grandson started gymnastic lessons today. No, Lisa and Lenny do not plan for Leo to be an Olympic gymnast because Leo is going to be a miler. Lisa and Lenny just want Leo to experience many activities and hope he will sleep at night from his many activities. I nearly cried with happiness when I saw the photo Lisa sent from his first gym class. Little Guy is so dang pleased with himself! The instructor later spotted Leo while he held himself on the rings for 20 seconds. Superman.
The evening was relaxing. Watching some golf on television and then celebrating Shabbat with a nice pasta dinner. I made a Caesar dressing in my mortar and pestle – anchovies, garlic, pepper, olive oil and lemon juice – and tossed it with Romaine.
Dinner couldn’t have been easier: blanched broccolini in boiling water, then removed and pasta boiled in the same water. After the pasta was cooked and drained, I sauteed garlic in olive oil and mixed-in the cooked broccolini and pasta, tossed it with lemon zest and parmesan cheese – using only one pot.
LET’S MOVE IN MARCH! I have challenged y’all to get out there, lace up your sneakers and walk or jog (or the exercise of your choice) at least 30 minutes – five or six days a week in March. I’m doing this for charity and my prominent backside.
Just when I had decided to avoid the cloudy cold weather to run on a treadmill in the fitness center, the sun appeared, so I ran around the block. Miserable experience! Such a wind came-up, I was basically running-in-place fighting the gusts. Head down. My hat band tightened so much, I must have lost circulation to my brain, because I continued on instead of returning to the motorhome. Later, I had an email from Mark stating he had seen me running (from the safety of his car), wondering how I had kept my hat on. 4 slow, painful miles, and I covered the last two “Flying Nun” style. Total mileage this week: 23. A big week for me. I am not sore, but I am tired and am looking forward to a day-off tomorrow. How’s it going for you? Please comment below.
Miles jogged for the day/month: 4/27
Until my next update, I remain, your carbo-loaded correspondent.
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