Maytag Man and I took Haley up to the panhandle of Florida from the West Palm area so that she could meet my Mom and Don(maybe for the first time—I can’t remember for sure). Haley was five months old, and what I remember most about this trip was the a/c going out in their house. It was hot as only HOT can be in Florida in August. Everyone was miserable. Everyone! We probably headed home early…just so that we could cool off!
It is COLD back in Mayberry this morning, officially around 4 or 5 freezing degrees. And that, sweet Peaches, is why we are not there, but are sitting our happy selves down here in balmy 59 WPB. MM went from shorts yesterday to flannel this morning, and that is still OK.
I have a crockpot full of potato soup cooking out on the patio already, and an afternoon appointment with the ENT. Hopefully I will find out why my jaw still won’t open completely. It certainly makes eating a challenge, but I’ve managed. On the scale of things, this is preferable to the flu or many other things that could go wrong, that is for sure. And for that, I am thankful.
Have yourselves a ginger peachy Thursday, and stay warm!