This is one of those Florida days where it’s cloudy and windy and intermittently rainy, and when you look outside it seems like the kind of cozy day to stay in with the crockpot and cook something big.
This is one of those Florida days where it’s cloudy and windy and intermittently rainy, and when you look outside it seems like the kind of cozy day to stay in with the crockpot and cook something big.
We had more excitement than usual today on the Pickleball court. One of our players tripped and fell, the first to do so in a long time, which is a minor miracle considering the majority of us are in our 70s.
Today was another example of my guerilla cleaning: I never know when the urge to clean will hit.
Our first visit to our local gas station since the ripple effect from Ukraine started fanning out into our world. Thank heaven we now have our thrifty little SUV. Yes, I know that sounds like an oxymoron, but our Honda’s needs are way less demanding than our previous SUV, which had the same heft and fuel requirements of a Sherman tank.
Still, I remember past trips to Europe – 5+ years ago – where our current gas prices would likely have been welcomed with open arms.
Today was movie day, a somewhat counterintuitive thing to do in Florida when the sun is shining and the air is a perfect 77 degrees.