Wednesday in Coconut Grove

This morning, Rhonwyn and I met Bryan at Starbucks down the street from where Rhonwyn and Steve live. It's the one that Jay and I always went to when we were down here a couple years ago. I didn't know how to get to it, but going there with Rhonwyn, I got it straight in my head. See Bryan's notepad and book under his hat? He writes a lot and has several journals. Hopefully, he can get his writing into a good organization and readable for others on his computer. That's what I thought when I saw all of them, anyway. He says he's thought of that too.

Rhonwyn and I went for a belly dancing lesson last night. The woman with the blue top and spangles on her bottom is the instructor. She was good at it. And it's not as easy to shake and shimmy various parts of your body as you'ld think. For instance, bending your knees a little, really fast. That was the hardest for me. It was all pretty crazy, but it was like my brain couldn't process what it wanted my body to do.

In about an hour we're going to see The Jersey Boys at the Arsht Center-Ziff Ballet Opera House. I'm excited about this because I liked The Four Tops back when, and I've seen them advertised and they sound pretty good. So that's what we're going to be doing in a little while.