Kath asked me if it has sunk in that we're not on vacation. Kath: I think we are on vacation. Florida speeds up the retirement process. Phil called us this morning to tell us our AARP cards had arrived. It's good he used the Ameche, because I've lost 82% of my cyber-literacy. If I eat supper after 5 pm my GERD acts up when I go to bed.
Jax Beach and Tammy were equally dazzling. Both require sunglasses and SPF. It was a sparkling day, and I was so tuckered out that I fell asleep on the way home. That let Annie slip onto the interstate without having to ignore The Whiny Voice. I'm so cute when I'm sleeping.
There is an actual medicinal quality to the beach; it has salutary effects, from the Greek sal ("salt"), and the Latin utary ("the ocean is full of"). As much as I know about language, I know EVEN MORE about the beach, and I can tell you it makes you feel good even after you've left. Hey, that's true of Tammy, too.
A cute farmer's market in town, with music. I'm not sure it's always this big. This was Memorial Day weekend.
I'm holding Annie up from a trip into town for soy milk and a new toothbrush. I might get myself something nice, too.