I arrived at the Olive Garden to find Michelle. The hostess informed us that GolfWidow had called ahead and said she would be unable to attend, but that lunch was on her, so thanks GolfWidow! Bear_Nenno arrived about 15 minutes later, and we chatted about the board and their jobs. After lunch, we drove over to Michi’s vet clinic and took a tour - it’s a very nice veterinary hospital. Pictures were taken, of course, and as soon as I use up the rest of the roll (which I hope to do shortly) I’ll scan them in for everyone. And maybe next time, even more people will show up and we’ll come even closer to those of you who have 20 people show up at your meetings! 
Damn Sani, you are quick!
Thanks again to Golf Widow for paying for lunch. That was VERY sweet! We missed having you join us. Hopefully you will be able to attend the next meeting, along with Tubagirl and Trouble Again, and Wanderer.
Also, thanks to Sani for bringing me flowers. That was very sweet too!
Bear Nenno, it was nice meeting you. If you and your SO ever want to go see a movie or something, drop me some e-mail.
You are very welcome Tampa Area Dopers.
I felt so bad about not being able to attend the lunch, picking up the tab was the least I could do. I tried to contact all three of you by e-mail between 10:30/11:00 this morning. This “working for a living thing” really sucks sometimes. Its 3:00 and I still haven’t left the office for a lunch hour, although Mr. Golf was nice enough to bring me a sandwich about an hour ago.
Michi, I hope to come over to Tampa (Hyde Park) one night next week to return something to the Ann Taylor store and for a mini-shopping excursion and I will e-mail you and let you know what night.
Again, I can’t apologize enough to the three of you. I’m SO sorry I missed it!
Thanks.
Paula
Paula,
Bear suggested that we gather everyone in the place for a group picture, and underneath would be the caption: Thanks for lunch Golf Widow!
Oh, BTW, Sani, I had to lock my flowers in the bathroom because my cats keep trying to eat them! :o
At least they’re not chicken bones, eh? 
And thanks again, Paula, for getting lunch. We weren’t sure if the tip was covered or not, but the waiter never brought a receipt so we walked slowly away after waiting about 15 minutes… I’m sure he would have stopped us had he not gotten what he’d wanted.
Meanwhile, I’m stuck in an office at 100 Tampa for another half hour before getting to drive home. I’ll be browsing the board. Should be home by 7. I’ll try to get the unfinished roll developed tomorrow and scanned tomorrow night. Meanwhile, I’ll sit here bored to death in a cube surfing on my dad’s laptop.
I’m not sure which smartass remark to go with here, so you folks decide.
a) Gee, Sani, you shouldn’t surf on a laptop… seawater can’t be good for those delicate electronics.
OR
b) Isn’t it nice that your dad lets you sit on top of his lap while you surf the Net? Geez, Sani, I knew you were young and all, but I didn’t think you were THAT young.
On second thought, I think both of these kinda suck. Never mind.