coming to you live from sunny east Florida

Despite the threat of the world collapsing around our ears, it appears we’re all still alive. To be honest, I never fully understood all the hype and was confused about the specifics. For example, I thought the world was (supposedly) going to end on 12/12/12. Apparently that was just the day when all the cool people took photos of their clocks and posted “12:12 on 12/12/12 make a wish!” as their status on Facebook. I’ve been a little too excited about my future nieces and/or nephews- the future prince or princess of Great Britain and Channing Tatum’s child- to worry about dates and times.

While the crazies of the world have been focused on trying to do the impossible and predict the world’s end, I’ve been spending the week looking at this.

 And this.

Four days in Florida is not a bad way to start off our Christmas vacation.

Winner of The Most Reassuring Sign Ever Award, 2012.

I tried recreating the poem Footprints In the Sand but it didn't work so well. It looks like we were a couple of drunks walking down the beach.

Our grandparents live in neighboring towns so we spend the days with Christopher’s grandmother and the evenings with my grandparents.

Grandma Connie and I are so similar you’d almost think we’re twins. Besides small details like she’s 58 years older than me, has gray hair, 8 children and 17 grandchildren, we’re pretty much the same person. 

We don't have many plans for this afternoon, but I wouldn't be surprised if we spend some quality time out on the beach with this cheerful fellow.