Piece o' cake.
After greeting the little ones with jumping up and down and hugs, we started on prep for Thanksgiving - our second within a week! It was a feast for 23 with Crissy's family from various Florida locales plus the snowbirds from New York. Everyone contributed and of course there were leftovers, but less than you'd think. Twenty-three people can put away some food!
Friday we packed some cold turkey and cold steak sandwiches, rolled ourselves into the car and headed off to St. George Island to spend the weekend with Nancy and friends, get some beach time and watch the BIG GAME with like-minded folks. The weather was amazing. (Spoiler: it remained that way the whole time we were here.) We had more turkey leftovers, all yummy, walks on the beach, a visit to Apalachicola and of course THE GAME. Again, FSU made it ugly but pulled it out. Still undefeated.
Each night I was lulled to sleep by the waves. Nancy says it can get on your nerves after a while, the constant surf, but I would need to spend a couple of years there to prove that to myself.
Sunday we packed up again and landed at Michelle and Joey's. The little ones (who are of course not little at all) greeted us with jumping up and down and hugs. Really! That was fun!! It was a good thing that we had most of Sunday to catch up and chat and talk and look at stuff because the rest of the week was B U S Y.
The tree was erected and Joey got the lights on, but ornaments didn't come into contact with the tree the whole week - NO TIME to get everyone together at once for so long. There were soccer practices and soccer games (Hunter scored a great one!), school of course, meetings and homework. We found time while everyone else was busy to do a little shopping and beaching.
And a side trip within the side trip to the annual fall craft fair where we met up once more with Nancy. We all found some goodies for friends and family
Too fast, the time was gone and we had to leave. I can't tell you how strange and sad it is to say goodbye to folks and still be here in the USofA and know I will not see them again on this trip.
We headed for cooler climes, north to Atlanta. It was a good bit cooler, but always sunny. There were frequent visits with Mother. She's doing quite well for 94, still walking around the building every day. Wouldn't you know, there was a staff member there whose mother was from Germany, so we spoke a little German (and confused mother a bit, I'm afraid!).
And don't forget Art with a capital A! Friday we went with Julia to the High Museum of Art and saw three lovely exhibits there - a private collection with Cezanne as a centerpiece, a photo exhibit from an early 60s LIFE Magazine piece and a few iconic portraits of our founding fathers.
And live theater! Carla, a seasoned pro, and Tim, the novice, performed in a little theater production that was really good and quite entertaining. Bravo! Mostly it was time with the sisters and the BILs and that's all good.
Heading south again. Heading to the beach again. This time it was Flagler Beach (though I unfortunately got it confused with Fernandina Beach -- don't ask) and a short visit with old friends from high school days. That's more than 50 years ago now. Time marches on. More beach walks, more sounds of surf, more shrimp, more talk and more pleasure.
And now full circle. Back to Orlando. It's the last week of school before the Christmas holiday, or more politically correct, the winter break, so there's still homework, and school. But there's time for fun too - cookies for a crowd.
And a non-sewing project for Dylan's cousin for Christmas. Frozen, of course!
1 comment:
Glad it was fun
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