Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Warm Weather Cold

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Unbelievably, I hadn't been sick since last year's flu. Should've known the reprieve couldn't last. On Saturday evening, I heard an alarming number of people coughing in church, and, not for the first time, thought about the transmission distance of germ: it's something like 20 feet.

Sure enough, on Sunday afternoon I noticed a salty taste in my mouth, a sure sign of impending illness, ever since I was a small child. I dismissed it as salt in the drinking water. No kidding: I decided that the water softener or something else made tap water too salty, and refused to drink anything but bottled water. By Monday I was getting a sore throat, and by Tuesday morning, I had a full blown cold.

Fortunately, I travel with DayQuil and we picked up some more. Slept well last night.

Rainy Day

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I love a downpour, especially in Florida. The rain clears away dust and pollen, and for a little while surfaces seem clean and fresh. We postponed our lunch at Leverock's for a couple of hours, thinking that the "shower" would clear, but it certainly did not. We did go out later and shloshed through big puddles for a late meal that served as an early dinner. Leverock's clam chowder, Caesar salad an breadstick for both of us. Delish and just right for the day. I tried a real cocktail -- it was called something like "rose primrose". Served in a large stemmed glass, it tasted something like gin and tonic, with mint leaves and four delicious blackberries. Light pink and bitter, not at all sweet. Reminded me of the days when I drank campari and soda -- different, of course, but a similar, satisfying bitter taste.

Monday, February 25, 2019

Farmers' Market

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Corey avenue Sunday morning market is an adventure. Yesterday, Bob drove me there -- traffic in St. Pete Beach is crazy busy this year and I, a nervous driver, find the thought of it intimidating.

The usual vendors were at the market but I wasn't alone so I didn't walk around the way I usually do. Instead. I hit the main seafood vendor and the fruit/vegetable market. We bought a pound of salmon (tonight's dinner), shrimp, potatoes, green beans, oranges, apples, a lemon and a lime, all for $33.

When we got home, I looked up how to boil, peel and devein shrimp. The first time I did this several decades ago, the shrimp were tough and tasteless, so I never tried again. I learned how to do the job online and didn't overcook the shrimp.

The shrimp were delicious. We had a nice appetizer before dinner and will have the same tonight. I think the shrimp would be easier to handle raw, so next time I'll try shelling and deveining before boiling.

Sunday, February 24, 2019

Back in the Swim

:"My pool"
After months of daily swimming, I had to quit my Y morning routine in December after my shoulder injury. I did swim every day on our cruise, but "il faut le dire vite" -- I was so careful of my shoulder that my "swim" was more like a soak in a big bathtub.

I got in my first swim in St. Pete on Thursday evening -- very tentative at first but I'm more confident and stronger each time I get in the water. I find the water too warm and very salty, but I guess those are minor complaints.

 I still can't do a front crawl for more than a few strokes, but my breast stroke is painfree and about 50% of my previous strength. I'm gradually introducing my favorite backstroke (back crawl).

I'm doing about the same distance  I was doing in December, though in two sessions (morning and evening), instead of one. My goal is to be almost back to my pre-injury status by the end of March 


Back "Home" in St. Pete Beach

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Boca Ciega Bay

This is a different year. My sore shoulder (getting better now), Bob's cracked ribs (ice storm a few weeks ago) and uncertain weather (storms across the country) made it easy for us to decide on a fly-cation this winter. The snowstorms until we left on Thursday were relentless. Gave the shoulder a good workout and Scott did the rest. On Wednesday, he plowed and shoveled for over an hour while we got ready for our trip.

Son Chris picked us up before 7:00 a.m. to take us to the airport. The streets of St. Paul (never good in the winter) were even worse than usual after the previous day's snow, so we were happy to get a ride to MSP, where cars were parked 3 lanes deep for passenger drop-off. The plane left a little late after de-icing but we still got into TPA at about 1:30. Car pick-up at Budget took a little time but we were well treated  by customer service. The lovely rep  upgraded us to a brand new Dodge Journey, all for $1493 (tax is half the total). It's tricky to rent a vehicle for more than 30 days but State Farm (our insurer), Hotwire and Budget figured out how to get the job done.

I like this inexpensive print on the wall
We checked into our condo at about 4:00 p.m. A little more red tape, due to management and staff changes -- former manager is now "away" for a while. Credit card would have cost nearly 3% of the total (a chunk of change), so I wrote a check. I rarely write a check so I had only three in the checkbook, but I managed and we finally got into our condo. Fortunately, we had stopped at the liquor store so we poured a well-deserved drink. I ordered a delicious seafood dinner from Skidder's and walked a couple of blocks to pick it up.

We've seen the maintenance guys for a few problems (AC, garbage disposal, Bob's side of the bed falling off the box spring), but the people in the office are very responsive to the slightest issue. We move up from 403 to our usual 608 next Friday.

The weather is consistently sunny and hot (80F).

About Me

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The first blog was a simple travel journal written during an Alaskan cruise in 2008. I document all of our trips, and refer to my posts fairly frequently, especially when we're planning a return visit to a destination. I enjoy recording events in both words and pictures -- blogging is one more way of staying in touch with family and friends in this wonderful, connected world. I've been retired since April of 2013, and there's no shortage of things to do or activities to enjoy. I enjoy writing about everything ... and nothing.