Hear me humming... :)
I'm flying down to Tampa on Thursday to see Andy and Daniel!
One week...gotta hang on for one week.
You know they have beaches in Tampa.
Hee hee...oh wait. Did I say Thursday? I might tell Daniel
I'll be there on Friday. Would that be so wrong?
Probably not a good idea to lie to my brother.
But we are talking about the beach.
The beach...only like my favorite place on earth!
Tampa...even tho my beloved in-laws dangled their possible move to Tampa in front of my beach-deprived heart and then snatched it away like a bad joke a few months ago...(not that I haven't forgiven them or accepted that God had other plans for them...), I may still end up with my toes in the Tampa sand this season anyway.
Shouldn't play with a girl's heart like that... grumble grumble... :)
Not that it's all about me or anything.
I just get a little caught up when there's a stretch of soft sand and blue water within--oh, say 200 miles of my feet. I get a little nuts.
I know you're probably thinking I'm a little nuts already.
And I'm OK with that.
Fay better get out of the way.
Opps. Did I mention I'm going to Tampa to see my brothers?
Happy Friday to you!
PS For what it's worth, my in-laws are, in fact, moving to the great state of Maine in September, where, I've been told, there are some fabulous beaches as well...so there's hope for getting over the loss of Tampa yet. :)