The Wedding

The wedding has now come and gone... it was a weekend of trips to the airport, late nites, numerous bags of dill pickle chips, cans of hairspray, hundreds of bobby pins, many smiles, tears, words of love, exchanging of rings, laughs, beauty, rain, flowers, reunion... love.

If you are on facebook I have posted a whole album of pictures. For those of you that are not yet part of the most popular networking friends website here are a couple pictures:








MC'ing went fine... after I started I wasn't stressed anymore... and things ran along very smoothly. It was a beautiful day....

My Mafia Friend George... Richie... Joey....

This is my hotel.... the tiki bar in the back ground... the marina I went fishing in w/ George and Joey.



These guys were so great...
I felt a little tentative at first, but I just went with it... how bad could they be - they had I love Jesus caps in their car -lol.

The Mafia

So far life in Florida is great.
I've been to the beach everyday... I am now officially burnt... that cool ocean breeze can be deceitful... I felt chilled and so was delayed in putting on the sunscreen.... and now I'm RED.

I went fishing last nite with this guy from the Christian Mafia. Actually he isn't Mafia... but he looks like it and talks like it... but him and his 2 brothers had "I love Jesus" caps in the back of the car. I almost caught a fish. Had a good bite... the little bugger stole my bait.
My hotel has a marina in the back. There are so many fish - you can see them swimming if you just sit there long enough. After we were done fishing they took me out for Chinese food. yummy.

Then they decided I needed a fridge and microwave in my room so they snagged one from down the hall and carried in for me - installed it and everything. They are so great. Don't worry they are all over 50 years old... so no I'm not going to marry a Mafia guy.

I have to take the bus everywhere b/c I didn't rent a car... the transit system has a subculture of it's own. I've already made friends with the regulars as I have now become a regular myself. Because Sarasota is not really that big - they don't have that many buses running so I've already made friends with a couple of the bus drivers. Interesting people.

I'm not sure what I'm going to tomorrow. Perhaps try another beach... or maybe the museum?
My Mafia friend George leaves tomorrow so I'm on my own... but my hotel does have a pretty slick tiki bar so I guess I could just hang out there.

Well no new pictures yet... perhaps tomorrow.

Life In Florida

Sarasota... Sarawhata?
That's the response I got when I told people that's were I was going to be going on for holidays.

24 hours ago I was on my way to Seattle WA. I drove to SeaTac airport and hopped on a plane at 10:45 p.m. I arrived a few hours later in Charlotte (6 a.m.) - That was the shortest longest nite ever. Thank God I had the emergency exit row so I had a little extra room to stretch out. Hung out in the Charlotte airport for a few hours watching the Southerners interact with eachother. They are a different bread down here.

Arrived in Sarasota at 11 a.m. Wow.
After I got of the plane I had to find a place to stay and figure out how to get there.
Thanks to the many great helpful Sarasota residents I found a place to stay and the bus depot to get me there.

Checked in, took a shower (it had been thirty some hours in the same cloths) and jumped back on the bus to head to the beach.
WOW....

WOW.... The sand is like sugar... white and fine...
WOW.... The beach empty and beautiful...
WOW.... look at that blue water...

WOW.... look at me getting a tan :)