Poor Millie. She volunteers to drive us to lunch today and gets nothing but of bunch of back-seat drivers telling her how to drive. "Turn here." "Slow down."

I'm not sure Millie will ever recover and it's for certain that she'll think twice about driving at lunchtime again.

Something we must mention about our lunch today is "fast walker." He's a guy who walks unusally fast (apparently for exercise) and it seems that where ever we go...he's there. Coincidence? We're just not sure. But, it's ironic that we're usually stuffing our faces full of food when he whisks by.

The sun is finally out, so we had our first outdoor lunch. And, being in the Northeast, some of us returned from lunch with sunburns after being out for just a brief time. Good bye snow bunnies!

Sammy told a funny story today about a converstaion with her father who called her at work today to talk about her mother's hair. Now, I can tell you this is a conversation that my father would never have with me.

Sammy's father was concerned about his wife's hair. He had styled it for her the day before and she received many complements, but the next day she did the same da** thing. What to do? I guess it's something Sammy and her father will have to work out.

While eating, we decided to open a new restaurant called the "Salty Egg." It came about after Millie suggested to Sammy that she eat her egg salad sandwich with potato chips. You know, it's really funny how our minds work...always looking for a new enterprise.

And finally, there's the tale to tell about Millie searching for a photo op. She asked me if I would do her a favor and climb into a children's playhouse and stick my face into a cutout of a dog's face so she could take a picture with her camera.

Ummm, no thanks.

Millie wasn't giving up. She asked Julia, "Will you do me a favor?" To which Julia was quick to respond, "No." Julia then asked what the favor was. It was the same question Millie asked me...playhouse...face...photo. Again, Julia said, "No."

Strike two.

Ah, but wait, she hadn't yet asked Sammy.

Now, keep in mind, this is in a public place, people are eating nearby and it's a busy road with cars passing every minute. When Sammy was asked the same question, she didn't hesitate. She backed into the very small playhouse and stuck her face in the dog cutout. Now that's a friend.

More lunch tales tomorrow.