Rainy Thursday

This is what MM and I are missing back in Mayberry:









Good advice:






Come on down! Rainy but 48 is mighty fine here in Winter Garden.

Bob and Lynne are our neighbors...and we are happy they are here.

Life is wet and not icy, y'all! Be safe, peeps.

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Yucky hump day

The first photo is from Haley, looking out to the lake, that is slightly frozen. Mayberry got 2-3" of snow yesterday. The local road department had a hard time keeping up with all that mess. Icy roads are the problem, not so much the snow.

Next is Brian pulling lil Haley on a sled near their house. The kids and dogs all enjoyed the snow, and get to stay home from school today.

And sweet Missy is snuggled on my legs watching the news with me this morning, while KC is back on the bed with Maytag Man and their TV. Go figure. The boys are bonding.

MM was going quail hunting with Don this morning. Yes, that is a shotgun propped by the seat, along with his hunting vest. Blame it on the rain--they are staying put. Bugger.

Not to worry. Carolyn has some quail in the freezer, so we are going to their home for dinner tonight. They brought dinner to us last night (lucky us), and we had a great visit. Love our family. I think I have mentioned that before.

Everybody stay safe and warm. Don't go out driving. The Atlanta area is still quite a mess.

This yucky weather here is rather beautiful. No ice; no stuck vehicles. Yep. Florida is the perfect place to be during the winter for us non-snow people. Check.

Life is good, y'all! Stay safe and warm.



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Moving on

Continental breakfast, followed by hugs, goodbyes, and stowing to go.

Sunny and 61 as we head E about 30 miles. I think we can handle that pressure.

Then we get to set up all over again, but we two have our duties down to a pretty fine routine. Easy peasy.

Dinner with Don and Carolyn tonight; Bob and Lynne arrive tomorrow for a few days with us in Winter Garden. Love getting together with family!

WYWH. Life is (warm) good, y'all!

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Flea market finds

We were big spenders at the flea market this morning.

MM did buy some tie downs for our storage locker back in WPB and some eyeglass/multi-use spray cleaner, but that was all. Useful stuff. Tons of junk spread out over many acres, so we didn't see it all. It was overcast all morning, so I didn't take any photos. It was good fun and what you do in Webster in a Monday.

Our dinner last night was dee-lish. Spaghetti dinner at the clubhouse tonight, our final rally night, followed by the park's normal Monday bingo afterward. I think we will instead be back at the coach to sort socks (that's our standard answer for when we don't want to do the whatever is being offered). We don't play bingo!

The afternoon is free and the sun is now out. What to do, what to do? Hmmm, I think a book is calling me...while the towels finish drying...and MM and the kitties nap.

Missy is settled in already, after checking out what I am doing. Silly girl.


Life is good, y'all!


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Grande Sunday

The guys enjoyed their redneck bus ride here at the resort and a visit to the on-ground factory where the suites are constructed:



Us gals carpooled up to a tea room for lunch and entertainment with the witty owner. I tried out Coronation Chicken salad (made and named for the Queen's coronation and served at official weddings and stuff over at the old palace). I declare it to be delish:



A round of rice is under that fruit. Yep, that's the way it is officially done. If you don't like curry, you probably won't like the chicken salad. PSA to the cooks.

The gals arrived back at the resort in time to pick up our guys and head to dinner 30 miles away at O'Keefe's Irish Pub, followed by a very entertaining ghost tour. Just for the record, no ghosts were spotted...or felt...during our walk. Thankfully!

We have free time morning this morning, then we meet after lunch and head to a winery. Prime rib dinner at the clubhouse tonight. Poor us!

The sun is finally shining...sheets are washing...and kitties are sleeping.

Have yourselves a ginger peachy day. We will do the same. Life is grand at Florida Grande, y'all!

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Saturday catch up

Travelers celebrating 25 years of Moho fun...with cake Thursday night:



Official bag ladies with our newly painted shopping bags:



Then a tour of a small seaplane factory (no, MM can't buy one, but he sure drooled), and our rally host Cathy got to take a flight:



Dick seriously drooled.

It was cold outside, but worth it to watch the flight. The pilot was the designer of this brand, with over 10,000 hours of flight time. Cathy was in good hands.

We then enjoyed a dinner together, followed by lots if chatter and his times.

We have a busy day today with the gang, but it is now time for our club meeting.

Life is good, y'all!

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Friday in Webster

We have a beautiful sunrise and a windy 43 here this morning. We need some kites!

The other two photos are across the street from us. My welcome flag is whipping around like crazy.

We are in a beautiful resort in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Not counting the cows. We ventured into town (750 residents) after we got set up, and stopped at the main store--$ General. They sell wine there! Who knew?! But no red wine vinegar, which is what I needed but it can wait. We were actually needing some quarters (no bank here) for the game after dinner, but we had plenty after all.

It was a horse race (of sorts) and horse betting that required the quarters. You bet on which horse you think will win. There were 4. Orange had never won, so on the last race, MM took pity on her and bet 4 quarters. He was her lucky charm, and brought $12 back to the table. Good investment. Go Orange! We thank you.

Breakfast is served shortly at the club house. Afterward the ladies have a craft class while the guys have a technical session.

That begins our first rally day.

The afternoon involves airplanes, followed by a fish fry dinner tonight.

No grass will grow under these feet!

Check back tomorrow for more stuff.

Life is Grande, y'all! Get out and have some fun. We sure will.


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