"That's hot"

Yes, my friends, "hot" barely begins to define S. Florida in late August. It is a kind of heat I can't even fathom, which lies right up there in "things I don't understand" with swimming in the ocean. The idea of the ocean being 89 just doesn't compute to me. My brain's dictionary definition of "ocean" is: "thing that is too cold to get in, even in the summer, even just your pinky toe."

Our trip to Florida may have been unbearable hot for my tastes, but it was a beautiful slice of respite that Bryan and I so desperately needed. His mom spoiled us rotten with a trip to the spa, shopping, 3 days in Venice (gulf coast), wonderful food, and just an all-around good time.

While we were in Venice, we got to see some beautiful sunsets.

From Florida 2007

From Florida 2007

From Florida 2007

Venice is known for it's shark teeth. I sadly didn't find one, but Bryan and his mom found a few. His mom (on the left in the pic) also invite along a very nice friend of hers from work, Lynn, and we all had a great time. Especially at the bar watching some crazy 40-year-olds dance. I don't know what age it is when people lose the ability to be embarrassed, but everyone there clearly was passed it, to the great amusement of me!

From Florida 2007

A fabulous dessert I had our last night there.

From Florida 2007

Despite religious application of SPF 45, I still got a tan! Much to the amusement of Bryan, we discovered that when I am exposed to the sun, I get freckles. Huge, ugly ones! But at least I got somewhat of a "tan" (whatever that means when you start out a zero on the tan scale!) and my hair is quite a few shades lighter. Although I like the warm oceans and the sun, but I'll pass on the heat and humidity! I think I'm a northern girl at heart :)