One Last Evening in Pictures

We are home from our beautiful Florida vacation. I will not write anything about the weather here at home, because I think that topic has been covered quite thoroughly.

However. I do have two things to say:

1) To everyone on Facebook: Post about the muffins you’re baking, or about your favorite shoes, or anything other than the weather. Facebook needs you to be strong. Resist the urge to write about the weather.

2) To the lady at the mall who said the snow today is her worst nightmare: It’s time to get out more, and experience new things. I could think of some pain and suffering in the world that might be more difficult to bear than a snowstorm.

Alright, now that I’ve gotten those two important thoughts off my chest, I will share some pictures from our last evening in Florida. Maybe they will comfort you in your suffering.

If not, then maybe you should not look at them. I promise this will be my last Florida post. After this, my pictures will all look white and wintery again, if that makes you feel any better.

But not for long. Because it’s almost spring.

golf cart ride

On our last evening in Florida, we went for a “family golf cart ride”. Kaylia still fits in the basket in the back, so there’s still room for the four of us!

We headed off for the `jungle`, which really isn`t technically a jungle, but rather a strip of uncleared land beside the retirement village.




It was a beautiful evening, but I’m so happy to be home. Vacations are nice, but ordinary life is quite wonderful, too.


Adventures in a Retirement Village

I’m really loving this whole retirement community life. I want to live in one. Not when I’m retired – I mean right now.

It’s so peaceful and quiet, and everyone drives golf carts everywhere. I love golf carts. Anika wants my mom to paint her golf cart pink.

Can’t you see me and my girls zooming around in a pink golf cart?

Yes. Most definitely.

For now, we zoom around in a white golf cart. It’s still possible to do adventurous things. Like exploring and finding cacti and moss and pinecones.

The other day, we went for a golf cart ride to the “jungle” at the edge of the village. It’s not really a jungle, it’s more like a strip of uncleared land between the retirement village, and a new development close by.

But “jungle” sounds far more exciting.

The path through the jungle ends up in an orange grove, which is a pretty awesome place to end up.

See? Adventure is waiting for you when you step out the door in a retirement village. Oranges and the jungle are just a pink golf cart ride away…