i think i convinced myself that i lived in boca

We were originally supposed to stay in Florida for 5 days.

But it was so warm and sunny and palm tree-y that I just couldn’t go back. So we said to Rick’s parents, “What do you think about us staying a few extra days?”

And they mentioned something about a weekly bridge game, a fancy fundraising luncheon, volunteer work, dinner reservations with friends at their club and tickets to Air Supply. Which we figured meant, “Sure, we’re free. Stay as long as you like.”

So we extended the trip by five more days.

I’m not going to let Air Supply’s gated community concert schedule run my life.

During our extended visit, all our kids got sick and passed on their colds to Rick’s parents. Just a small way to say thank you. We never stop giving.

The night before we left Boca, Rick and I went to get frozen yogurt. I immediately had to pee and when I came out of the bathroom Rick was talking to a group of people. This is not unusual. Somehow Rick always ends up socializing with strangers and I usually try to resist my urge to crawl out a back window.

I figured these folks must recognize him from Fox News Channel which is very nice. Some faithful viewers!

Turns out they just recognized him from Zumba class. I guess he’s famous in a lot of different circles.

Somehow they didn’t remember me from class which I really don’t get because I had star power. Sometimes I’m very under appreciated for my dance moves.

After I said a tearful goodbye to the frozen yogurt guy (who I basically visited for nine straight nights. No, it wasn’t a romantic thing), we boarded a flight home. And we arrived in New York City…

To snow on the ground.

More snow in the forecast.

And empty fridge.

A broken washing machine.

And it’s still stupid January.

I was secretly hoping spring had arrived. With a few palm trees in the front yard.