It started with Tim and Vicky Boyers calling us and inviting us to go sailing. We agreed in nanoseconds. We got to Tim and Vicky’s around 10:00 and left about 20 minutes later…in a hour we were pulling up to their dock in St. Petersburg. It was a Sunny, slightly cool, slightly windy morning, and the waves were 3 to 4 feet.
We loaded onto their lovely 1985 27′ Catalina sailboat and headed into the bay. Even under motor power, we could tell it was going to be a little choppy. About 45 minutes into the bay, we were under sail power and turned into the wind. At some point the waves seemed to decrease and the ride smoothed out. The temperature began to warm and it became The Best Day Ever.

We sailed around the bay for another hour and saw a few dolphins. We at home made (by Tim) chicken salad sandwiches, chips, grapes, and carrots. As we sipped our Sierra Mists were were just in amazement of how perfect the sailing was and St. Pete looked from the middle of the Bay. We say even more dolphins and we could not get over how today had become the Best Day Ever.

Around 3:15, we headed back into the dock and disembarked. We decided that we would eat at Philthy Phil’s, a local bar and grill located at St. Petersburg Beach. We had fish buckets (Vicky had the chicken) which were outstanding as well as some cool drinks. Did you ever notice that cold Corona and lime just TASTES better at the beach? Anyway, we talked and watched the sun go down and it really had become The Best Day Ever.


After dinner, we drove a little further south down the beach, and wound up at Jimmy B’s on the beach. It’s a local haunt that is part of a hotel. The deal is that you show up, order drinks and food, and you can go down and swim on the beach, or the pool, then you can spend the rest of the evening listening to the outside or inside music. It was awesome! The guy we were listening to was playing guitar, bass, flute, bongos, shakers, and harmonica - all at the same time ( and yes, electronic recording devices were being used, but it was awesome!) And as the sun went down on the Gulf of Mexico, and I sipped my rum and coke, with my lovely bride and great friends with me, it truly was The Best Day Ever!

Tim and Vicky drove Sid and I back to their place and we hopped into the Tundra for our ride home. Half way there, were got a text message from John Shelton, one of our best friends…he was inviting us to his house for a nightcap and fire pit…. Well, YEAH! So we drove home, let Mollie and Harley out and then headed to Dade City to spend time with the Sheltons. When we got there, John had a huge fire going in his fire pit and a turkey smoking in the smoker. He made us Vodka and Cranberry jucies and offered me a mini-cigar. Karla was wrapped in a blanket with Petey, their Jack Russel, and we began to trade stories and catch up with our friends… About 2 hours later, we had laughed more than we had in the last month! We got caught up and John teased us with his smoked turkey (it was extremely tasty!) The stars were out and the Florida sky was as beautiful as ever. It wasn’t too cool, and there was a slight breeze.
And as Sarah and I drove home we talked about how, even though we are both jobless and pretty much broke, we were two of the most blessed people on earth. We had great friends and had enjoyed the simple pleasures of spending time with them and enjoying the friendships. We had been able to go sailing and listen to some really awesome music. We got to walk on the beach and watch the sun go down over the Gulf. We even got to have some of John Shelton’s world famous smoked turkey. I cannot think of any better day that we could have experienced, and as I fell asleep, wrapping my arms around my beautiful wife, and felt out dogs snuggle in for the night, I realized that it TRULY was The Best Day Ever.
Thanks God.