Dreaming

A week of cold weather leaves me longing for the beach. We shared a cab in Bermuda last September with another couple from Delaware who spends their winters in Fort Meyers. I want to be a snowbird like Jim & Charlotte when we retire. Steve plans to resume golfing in retirement, so that works out well.

I got a birthday card from my college roommate who went to Miami for the Orange Bowl and said it was so much fun to be at the beach in the middle of winter. (Plus Penn State won the game - Go Big Blue!).

Two years ago Steve and I went on a cruise with another couple in January. It was six degrees in Delaware when we left, and 67 degrees in Miami later that day. It wasn't really hot on the boat like we had expected, but we were still able to wear summer clothes and go sea kayaking. It was warm enough that we vowed to go somewhere warm every winter. I'm thinking about going with Steve on a business trip to San Francisco in February, but I may have to stick with the coconut lotion to remind me of the tropics.