Okay, how much are we supposed to endure?
I know, I know.
We do not have snow.
I know, I know,
I know, I know.
I do not like my water cold.
I do not like my men that old.
I do not like wind cold as snot.
I do not like it, I do not.
Tom wanted to head south to Jupiter Inlet, or maybe it was Mars, yesterday. All I know is our water has dropped to 51 degrees. Down south it was 66 or so, but the air was still 44. I can't see sitting in a car for three hours, burning all that fuel, for one hour of shivering kook surfing.
I hate winter!
The only thing keeping me sane and forging ahead is a planned visit from Colby and New Zealand, coming ever closer.
Last night I realized, once more, what gold lies in friendship. Karen and Bruce gave her mom the best surprise dinner last night. Brie displayed her culinary skills once more. If she were a man, she would be in trouble in Cougar town.
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