He Meant Okahumpka, the Town Not the Park

Late in the afternoon, Andy suggested that we go to Okahumpka.  If I didn’t get up and move around, I would take another nap.  So, I jumped up and grabbed the car keys. We headed east on Highway 44 for just a couple of miles and I turned into the park.  I found a shady parking space and we got out of the car.  Then, Andy said, “I meant Okahumpka the town, not the park.

“Oh.  Why didn’t you say anything when I turned in?”  I don’t remember his response.  Since we were there, we decided to take a one-mile lap around the park. Then we drove back to The Villages town center of Brownwood and got some ice cream at Scooples Ice Cream Shop.

Today was Andy’s 80-9/12 birthday.  He had decided early in the day that he wanted to go out for ice cream rather that have me make a big mess in the galley and use a lot of water cleaning up. Fine by me.

This is the ice cream shop.

I liked this poster on the wall behind Andy.

Andy ordered a chocolate sundae and I ordered strawberry.  They were huge but, we managed to eat all of it. His chocolate was very chocolatey and he was happy.

I snapped a picture of the ice-cream girls chatting.

I finally got half a birthday smile when he finished eating.


4 thoughts on “He Meant Okahumpka, the Town Not the Park

  1. SUSAN GEHRIS April 22, 2017 / 11:19 pm

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY 80 9/12 !!! I’m with you – chocolate all the way! Ice cream keeps you young & better than cake.

    Sent from Susan’s iPhone



    • Dinata Misovec April 23, 2017 / 9:52 pm

      You should have seen the sly grin on his face when we walked out of the ice cream shop and I said, “That was too much ice cream”. He just grinned and said, “Yeah!”


  2. Deborah Whitaker April 23, 2017 / 9:38 pm

    Happy 80 9/12 birthday Andy!


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