Bridges and Beaches
My husband and I were in our twenties when we first moved to Florida from Chicago. We settled in a nice central location. We lived 50 miles from the gulf beaches and about 65 miles from the infamous theme parks. Being so young at the time, we frequented them all.
Take a Break
I have two close friends, and they both live 1,200 miles away. I have other friends, but none of them have gotten to know the deepest me, like those two. And, they stuck around anyway.
A week ago, one of them came from Chicago to visit me here in Florida. I’m taking a break (<-No pun intended) from the series about my husband’s broken feet. This post is a light-hearted look at some photos from my friend’s visit.
A Sea of Gulls
A Peek Inside
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a blog post about a prince and his maiden being married for twenty-eight years. Would you like to take a peek at their anniversary celebration? It was no royal festivity or anything, but they had some nice scenery and good food. Keep in mind that the maiden has a very old phone without a monthly plan (buys minutes), and she’s sharing the photos from it. She refuses to enter this century and get an iphone (or the like).
Where, Oh Where, Did My Blogger Friends Go?
I’m feeling a little lonely out here amongst this vast ocean of blogs.
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Exploring Home I
My husband and I don’t get to enjoy Florida like tourists do, because we actually have to live our daily lives here. So, we decided to take one day a week and go do something vacation-like before he starts his new job. One day we went to the beach.