This year, I found the house, and it looked absolutely magnificent in the pictures on the web. Not so much in person. It wasn’t bad, but it was arranged so strangely, it made it difficult. For instance, the pool was on the first floor while the kitchen was on the second. It actually had three stories which meant a lot of stair climbing. But like always, we made it work and had a blast. Here we are playing water volleyball. We stayed in the water most of every day, although there was one day when bad weather blew in, and I thought we would have to find an inner sanctuary to hide out in with mattresses over our heads.
We spend a day in the Florida Keys, and that was pretty cool. We ate at Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville, but sadly there was no JB sighting
We also ate one night in Jimmy Johnson’s restaurant (ex Cowboys’ coach and Fox sports team.) We missed seeing him by a day. We did go on a booze cruise and raised a glass to Bill, the man I had been dealing with about the house. He died three weeks before we got there. Here is the sunset from the boat. The creative me wants to believe Bill is looking down on us in the picture..
While I was there I read a pretty good book called Strindberg’s Star. It started slow but kicked it at a pretty good pace. It’s an International thriller that doesn’t let you catch your breath. I would give it 4 stars and recommend it to y’all.
And finally, here we are on the booze cruise. I love these women and got a whole lot of great material to use when I start working on the sequel to my ghost story. They come up with the damndest things!!
Anyway, I know this has nothing to do with writing, but sometimes there are things more important in life…like family. Today I spent the day swimming with my grandbabies. It doesn’t get much better than that.
And I couldn’t end without a shout out to all the men and women who have or currently are serving in the military and keeping us safe. That includes my hubby who earned a Distinguished Flying Cross in the Viet Nam war.
Happy Memorial Day, everyone.