Our Very Last Day

Friday was our last day in Florida. Sadness indeed. Ronda took this picture for my friend Katy. Originally we thought we would have to take our own beach towels on vacation, and that stressed me out. Those suckers take up some prime real estate in a suitcase! Katy (who after about three flights, deemed herself a packing expert) said to me, "Oh just wear it on your head. No problem!" So for Katy.... ...and on the other side of the couch....

MeeDonald!!

Friday was a SPECTACULAR day. The sky was nearly cloudless, the sun beat down...and it wasn't even seventy stinkin' degrees. I could not bear to stay inside another day....

...so I was the super cool tourist laying out in my capris and hoodie. LOL!!! Ronda did the same - out on the beach. She took pictures of these water sport people - c.o.l.d.

By the time she came back....um...I'd added a layer. I'm an embarrassment to my own self.

In the afternoon, I decided to make one last trip to the Lighthouse Donut Shop. Before I left to buy the donuts, I said to Jonathan and Megan, Can you think of ANY reason why I would need a photo ID to buy donuts?

Maple and chocolate. Yes please.

A hint of a tan, anyway.

That evening, Jonathan had to be back with Chorale for the next leg of the tour. With him in the car, there was no room for me unless one of the kids wasn't buckled in. I couldn't have that, so I stayed home to pack and relax while everyone else went to hear Jonathan.

Watched some Little House on the Prairie. Smile.

One last sunset...oh man I miss these.

And I spent my last night in Florida reading, dunking Oreos in milk, and watching TV. It was a good run. Why again did I think going home was a good idea?