We have lived in Florida for seven and half years. We've been in our house for six years. This is an achievement or me. This is the second longest I've lived anywhere, and just about the longest I have ever lived in one house.
Ahh November, for me at least, I picture scenes of harvest, scarecrows, and think of a big meal on the 22nd. But, November and Thanksgiving especially, seem to be a forgotten month and holiday.
A few times my husband and I have set out on road trips and inexplicably ended up on back roads. I hate back roads. They take longer, are windy, bumpy, and not fun for me at all. My husband loves back roads -- they are full of adventure and things to look at along the way.
My Blog is One Year Old Today!
When people think of Florida they think of beaches, sun, theme parks, Space Shuttle lift offs, and driving the Overseas Highway through the Keys. What people forget, and we neglected to remember a few too many times is Florida owns a very tropical environment.
I’ve been under the weather the past few weeks, so have done a lot of resting. It is interesting when we are resting, or relaxing, we get a feeling of guilt or missing out in today’s world.
I heard the Bon Jovi song “Who Says You Can’t Go Home” a couple of times this weekend while at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland. During the song he realizes that you can go home no matter how far you’ve traveled.