It’s been a whirlwind couple of days. When it comes to boating, they say if you can’t find it in Fort Lauderdale, you can’t find it anywhere. We have been putting that to the test, and have probably been way too successful.
Terry and Deb, friends from Bay City, joined us Saturday through Monday morning and were great ‘sports’, chauffeuring us around and exploring the sights. When they left Monday they dropped us at The Galleria, a large shopping mall, where we planned to pick up a few final things. I guess no matter where you are, there are still too many things to do at the last minute, and nobody’s even thought about Christmas baking. As we were waiting on the bus to get back to the boat, we checked the phone messages only to hear that Kristi and Brett were not going to be arriving Christmas Eve as planned. Their flight had been cancelled. What a disappointment!
On Tuesday we rolled the clock back a day and it was Christmas Eve Day all over - a time for cleaning, getting the last of the presents wrapped, and finishing the baking. Well, that’s all true except for the baking. Corinne stopped at a French bakery yesterday and we are pretty well taken care of.
In the afternoon we walked down to the beach, which was packed.All in all it was a rather surreal day - no family, no snow and no turkey. We miss you. Merry Christmas!
There is only one way to end a day like that, and that’s with a giant margarita and burger for dinner.
