It Ain't All SFL

After getting word about the date for the upcoming surgery and wrapping up the spring semester stuff Terry and I headed to Cape San Blas FL for two weeks of sun, sunsets, naps, walks on the beach, gin and tonics, and our newest food delicacy--smoked sloppy dogs (smoked hot dogs covered with Terry's great Sloppy Joe mix).  Hey, you get ready for a month of liquid food your way and I'll get ready my own way.

But, I do think that I have finally resigned myself to eating blended green gunk once I get out of the hospital in late June. I will just refuse to call them smoothies, buy a Ninja, put kale in them, fool myself that I am freaking happy about it, and that it let's me assume a higher moral ground over those of you who can chew and swallow solid, high fat foods with lots of flavor.  Make no mistake, I'll be jealous and pissed.

Anyway, I think the only way we can make you wish you were in our flip flops right now is to show you the view from the deck of our shabby beach rental.

Time for another gin and tonic.

Mike