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You know that’s what tsunamis do. They suck all of the water out and then it comes rushing back with half of the ocean. If I saw the water draining like that I’d be running through town yelling “Run for your lives. Tsunami coming!!”

My husband is a very serious, intelligent guy. Now. At one of his class reunions, pictures were posted on white poster boards. And there was Dick with his buddies. When he was in high school, he and his friends used to dive off the end of the pier during hurricanes and nor’easters. They lived at the beach so they lived in the ocean and felt bulletproof. And I guess they were.

Molly, have you ever eaten at Boston’s Fish House? It’s on Highway 44 where it turns right and becomes Atlantic Ave. New England seafood flown in daily including steamer clams and great lobster rolls. cheaper than a Canada New England cruise!

I don’t know what’s going on. My post disappeared and left photos. I think now the photos disappeared. I’ll start over! Or maybe not. My older great grandson turned 5 today, and he asked for Disney World instead of a party. So my granddaughter and her husband took the boys to Disney World for several days. Barring 140mph winds and torrential rain. So far so good, though. Colton and his almost 3 year old brother Ledger are having a blast.

I have my Bunco winnings. All $1’s!!!

We prepared by cooking and eating our steak and kidney pie. We kept it frozen since February, saving it for a special occasion. We also charged our power banks to be sure our cell phones and Kindles had no worries. Other than that, filled the gas tank in case power went out and gas pumps didn’t work, dug out flashlights and batteries, and bought bread. Our normal hurricane preparations. Reporting from Northeast Florida, home if the Jacksonville Jaguars.

Captain’s cabin? Downright luxurious! Edited to say I posted this before I saw the captain’s real cabin complete with en-suite toilet!

This is going to be fun!!!

Praying the meds kick the sciatica to the curb. So disappointing to have this happen at just the wrong time. Or almost the wrong time. During the cruise would be worse.

I can make a meal out of chicken livers and challah!

The hospital 4 miles away has a miserable ER. I once left after 5 hours on a gurney against the wall by the door where Rescue brought people in. I had to sign an AMA form and then walk to the restroom in a hospital gown and carrying the bag with my street clothes. I mooned an awful lot of people. All of my doctors are attached to that hospital, and luckily, if you actually get admitted, the care is very good.

Ah! When I was in Canberra, we were told how it was decided to make Canberra the capital. Then there was a competition to choose the architect to design the government buildings. A Chicago architect, Walter Burley Griffin was chosen. Canberra was lovely, with blooming wattle trees blooming along the road in front of the embassies. I loved the Australian War Museum, and spent a very long time looking at the Gallipoli exhibit. 35 year old memories, so correct any of them that have evolved in my mind over the years!

Growing up, we used to take Cornish pasties on picnics, to the beach, and on day trips in the car. When I was first married, 61 years ago, I decided to make Cornish pasties for my half British husband. They were a disaster. What I made was an almost hollow casing with a slice of onion, some slices of potato, and a hit of ground beef slightly larger than a marble rattling around inside. The beef must have been 75% fat to shrink like that. I never tried again. So much effort, so little reward!

I’m glad she got taken care of so quickly. No 6 hour wait to be seen.

Actually, with y’all being a contraction of you all, it is plural. All y’all, therefore, is “All of you all”.

I wish I knew a way to be able to share it outside of CC. It’s cringeworthy and hilarious at the same time!

Coverage starts at 5:30am here on the US East Coast. I’ll be watching.

That wouldn’t help Dick. we spent the night in a local hotel July 4 for my birthday dinner and fireworks. I was given a huge gift basket, so the next morning he took that down to the parking garage under the hotel and came back up to get he and our overnight bags. He was gone a long time. When he finally showed up again he asked if I knew there were two identical garages. One riverfront and the other city side. I and we have gone to many weddings, parties, dinners, and, for be, seminars, in the hotel for more than 40 years. Always parked in THE parking garage on the riverfront. He turned the wrong way coming off the elevator and walked into the parking garage to where our car was…and it wasn’t there. He spent half an hour walking up snd down the rows carrying the enormous gift basket, sure the car was there, he just wasn’t seeing it. He finally went to the front desk to report our car stolen. The clerk asked if he left it in the riverfront garage or the city side. The light dawned. We had never ever noticed there was another garage. When he told me all this, I asked if he didn’t notice we could always see the river when we parked. No, he didn’t. It will make a good Thanksgiving dinner tale before I tell everybody about his superhero stint.

The teeth on our possums are absolutely nightmarish to me.

Thanks for the reminder. I reported it under code compliance…the only category that fits. Gave them just the bare facts and included my info. I was glad to see they don’t take anonymous complaints.

I did. I posted on Trip Advisor. I said the food is good but the elevator outside is a death trap. What I wish we had done was figure out who to notify about it. We were so wiped out by the previous day’s panic we were just glad to have survived it all.

I guess this is a good time to tell y’all about our elevator incident. When we cruise out of Pt Everglades, we go a few days early to rest up from the 5 hour drive. 😊 We always eat at Zuccarelli and at Seaside Grill in Pompano Beach. Seaside has a flight of exterior stairs to climb, but luckily they have an elevator for the handicapped. It is a rusty white metal box sitting on the ground next to the stairs. The exit is on the landing in front of the door. Dick dropped me at the elevator and went to park the car. The door was locked and the sign said push button to enter. I pushed the button and a few seconds later I heard a click and opened the door. Stepped in, closed the door and pushed the button. Nothing happened. The inside was so rusty, I shouldn’t have been surprised the buttons didn’t work. We hadn’t been there since April ‘19. Dick opened the door and asked what I was doing. When I said the button doesn’t work, he crowded in (it’s a one person elevator), slammed the door shut and pushed the button. Of course!! He pushed all the buttons. Surprisingly, they didn’t work any better for him than they did for me! Another surprise, now the door was locked! We were jammed together in a very rusty metal box in August in South Florida. It was hot and getting hotter. There was an opening at the top of one wall, so we could breathe. I pulled my cell out to call the restaurant, and No Service!!! The box must have lead in it. No one is coming up the stairs next to us. No sounds at all except traffic out on A1A. My 88 year old superhero husband saved the day!!! He climbed up on the railings, one on each side of us, took my cane (which I almost didn’t bring), poked it out if the small opening at the top, and was able to poke the 2nd floor door to the restaurant. He kept doing it till a woman came to see what was making the noise. She went and pressed whatever it needed to unlock the door. She came out and down the stairs and took us up a few steps to the bottom floor of the restaurant and seated us there. She said she’d send a server down. No apology, not even an “Are you ok?” The server did ask if we’d like some clam chowder, and comped us a sparse cup to share between us. We ordered and ate a good lunch, after all that. Had we not been through the trauma of trying to get our tests done the day before, we might have been upset by the fact that we could have stayed trapped in that elevator till the heat got us. But thanks to the test screw up, the elevator seemed almost inevitable. Needless to say, Seaside Grill won’t see us again. But it sure made it twice as wonderful to get on the ship!

Thank you for asking! We are finally back to normal. Well, normal for us. I had dental surgery Monday and told them if I start coughing, sit me up fast and get some water. My cough was the worst thing about COVID. Whatever was in the pill they give me, I was awake but a little drifty, and did not cough. We’re happy to be mobile again, and hope our February Wonder cruise doesn’t result in COVID again!

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Wonderful, but no surprise!!