Florida Sucks....

I was unable to find Twisted Tea there!!! G'Afternoon Kids & Porn Stars.... Happy Tuesday (short week for me, yea!) I'm back and there are no pictures. Why you ask? Because I didn't really go anywhere or do anything. I mean, yes I went to Florida, but while there I didn't really do too much. The night before I left, I went to dinner at "B's" and stayed there since work is right around the corner. While we were out, he mentioned that is throat was sore, but "easily dealt with." Meaning, he drank something and the soreness went away. So I wasn't concerned about getting sick. Wed. came and I went into work and left by 3:30 (without a problem which was scary!!!) Mama Dukes dropped me off at the airport and I did curb side check in which was awesome (I haven't flown domestically in a LONG time - never even heard of curb side check in!). So I walked around looking for my gate # and checked out some of the stores (why was I looking at books? I had 3 in my carry on!?!?) So I walked around, read a little, listened to the iPod for a bit, made some calls and then my flight was delayed. Wonderful. I finally boarded and fell asleep. An hour later (I didn't know it was only an hour) I wake up and we are on the ground. "We're here?? Awesome!" Then I realize we hadn't moved yet. I'm not even kidding. The only good thing was that there was no one in the middle seat and the guy in the aisle seat kept to himself. So I stretched out and enjoyed the flight down. When I finally arrived, Splinky was waiting at the exit, we retrieved my luggage and were off to his place. He took me on a short tour of the area and then we unloaded my stuff at his place. I was hungry (because the roll with a piece of Turkey on the plane didn't do it for me) so we walked over to the Floridian Diner for some eats. After we ate, we headed back to his place at went sleepies. Thursday I woke up and just relaxed because I felt like poo. The whole day was spent lounging, watching t.v. and reading. I walked down to 7-11 for some lunch (yuck!) and of course there was a bum outside. "You're beautiful!," he yelled as I walked inside. "Are you a cop?," he asked. "Yes," I replied. "I guess you're here on vacation. You're hot!," he yelled. Ick. I raced back to Splinky's house. We went to dinner and just relaxed. Friday Splinky was off so we walked what felt like a million miles to the IMAX theatre and saw a movie about underwater. I felt worse being in the heat and doing all that walking. We walked back to the house, ordered some eats and watched some tube. The rest of the trip was spent much like that. Relaxing, walking, watching tube. I didn't see or do much, but the relaxation was necessary and much needed. The flu/cold thing I had kind of ruined things, but I hadn't planned on doing much anyway.... My last two days I dipped my feet in the pool and sat out in the sun. My flight back was delayed and cramped and filled with crying children (joy). I missed my boys and my doggies and was happy to go home. I can't wait to see "B" and "Harrison" (not together, of course). Florida is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there. :)
Now I am back at work, still sick, still confused about things in my life and not really all that relaxed. I need a massage. I am off to go book one now. 10-4 over and out.