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Our local friendly Winn Dixie grocery store is closed now…..

There’s plywood up over all of the windows…..

It’s such sadness…..

All the local stores that we knew of in or near our area have closed and have been sold to the Aldi’s chain…..

Remember the movie…”Because of Winn Dixie”…(and yes…we have a copy of the DVD)…..

That was a great campy movie…(there was even an Irish Wolfhound-type dog in it)…..

But all the Winn Dixie’s can’t close…they just can’t…..

We have discovered one Winn Dixie that doesn’t seem to be closing…..

It’s the one nearest to Mary Constance’s place…..

But it’s right in the middle of one of those retirement villages…(that Florida is so well known for)…which caters to the blue-haired elderly…..

There’s a more infamous retirement place further North of us…conveniently called “The Villages”…..

…..(and for being an old folks development…it has quite the bawdy reputation)…..

But this one…near Mary Constance…seems to be filled with just your run of the mill irritating elderly…..

And these old farts go everywhere in their golf carts…..

They bling out their vehicular substitutes with fire decals down the sides…..

…..or feather boas around the edges of the roof…and leopard skin or zebra print vinyl seats…or Mardi Gras beads hanging from anything that will hold them…..

…..I have to say…I have a problem with this…..

Well maybe not the blinging…but the geriatric jaw-jut that goes along with it…..

I mean…I’m old…I know it…and I just had another Birthday to add one more year to it…..

But these golf cart arrogant dowager-humped old coots…with their prioritized cart crossings…and their quiet electrified motors…(that sneak up on you)…..

They irritate me…..

I mean…I know my one ton diesel dually pickup truck throws a huge carbon footprint…but it has a real necessary purpose in our farm life…..

As far as I can see…..

These overly-chromed…overly-flounced golf carts have no real purpose…other than hiding in your rearview mirror…or side swiping you to get into a parking place before you…..

But I kind of had a good time watching this old cantankerous biddy try to flip me the bird…..

…..with her stiff rheumatoid-ridden fingers…when I inadvertently almost took her out with my tank of a truck…..

…..(heh…heh…heh)…..

There are such things as…Rules of the Road…and golf carts have to abide by them too…they can’t just fly off of a sidewalk and into the parking lot…right behind you…on a whim!…..

I mean what the hell was she doing back there anyway!…..

…..The War of the Geriatrics is On~~Baby!…..

I think I chalked up a win over the flamingo pink golf cart and the old coifed blue hair in her golf culottes and compression socks…..

So………….where was I(?)…I think I digressed…..

I miss our Winn Dixie…..

It’s Liquor Store is still open though…and after my encounters with the short-fused galloping grandparent of Mary Constance’s Winn Dixie…..

…..I needed some mediocre bourbon badly…..

Maybe someday I’ll grow up………….(but don’t hold your breath)…..