I didn’t wear anything green, didn’t eat any Irish food (but did sample some brisket from a new BBQ joint that opened close by). and didn’t sing Danny Boy. In this part of the world, and at this time of the year, locals avoid all the areas where crowds gather. We are dead in the middle of spring break for the last two and the next two weeks. The beaches are CRAZY crowded and A1A is a madhouse. Luckily for our Saturday book club, we had lunch west of the beach at a not-cool spot serving Greek food. The book wasn’t a great choice for discussion and I was sporting the same miniature sore throat as last week, so chat was a free-for-all for lunch. This be mediocre choice doesn’t mean that I’m going to change how I pick the books, but it might make me think about letting someone else run the thing…sometimes.
It’s been fabulous weather for the last few weeks and I am getting every minute of the calm that I can. I spend hours and hours on the patio in the morning reading the paper and books and arching social media. Without the air conditioners in constant cycle mode, the various birds scan really be heard. Besides my raucous parrots (now well more than 20 of them), I’ve got a nesting pair of cardinals and doves, a mockingbird nest in the ficus, and some grackles that are not scared off by the wind chimes.
Next week I’m in Columbus, Ohio for some more deep dives into the service business for that financial software changeout. I like this group and I like the office we’re visiting. So, besides the air travel, it will be more like a vacation week than hard work. Looking forward to spending my birthday week with them.
No Freezer Fill, no movies. I did binge watch the new Queer Eye season. For me, it’s a bit like getting counseling (which I do think I need but can’t seem to call to set it up).