Monday, December 22, 2008

Thoughts from a warmer place.

Palm Beach Florida is like the rest of Florida, except older...a lot older. There's a reason that some people (i.e. me) refer to this place as death's waiting room. As I left this morning for the airport (at 7 am!!!) , I almost slipped and fell on the rainy, icy stairs, so it's nice to be running around now with a t-shirt on. Still, my family is enough to drive anyone nuts, and I have several more days of this ahead. I've already taken numerous aspirin because my family is hard to take one at a time, but in a group, they are positively migraine inducing.

I don't know why no one ever bothered to tell any of my thousands of neices and nephews the difference between your inside voice and your outside voice, but there you go. I managed to line up a couple of private lessons at a local jiu jitsu school, because it will be time away from my family, and getting choked and having my arm twisted by a complete stranger is more fun than listening to my nephews fight to the death over control of the XBox.


Jean Martha said...

death's waiting room...and that's exactly why I love the Salvation Army shops in Palm Beach.

:::insert ghoulish laughter here:::

Anonymous said...

Sounds like an excellent excuse to leave the loud family! :)

And...just in case you were wondering? Brrrrrrr. It's freakin' cold here. I'd gladly put up with some noise if I had warm(er) weather.

HomeImprovementNinja said...

RT: Yeah, you'd love it here, it's where knick knacks go to die.

Zan: It's not SOME noise. It's the never ending din of misbehaved childrenz.

Anonymous said...

It's a helluva lot warmer than it is here in Chicago right now. We're getting January weather in December. But when we're hunkered down, staying inside to avoid the cold, we only have to listen to the wind and the sounds of our cats chattering at the birds through the window.


Wow, nice to see everything is just how it was when i left it. Cant wait to catch up on my reading ninja master