A Weekend In summary

Well, I've been back from my mini vacation for a few days and now that I've had time to sort my thoughts, I can try to form some coherent telling of the events.

LMRP got off of work at 7 a.m. last Saturday. She tried to get a little sleep before I picked her up at 11 or so. I had given her tickets to the Kentucky/Vanderbilt game in Nashville, so that was our first stop. She seemed in good spirits considering she had slept only three or four hours.

As you can tell, she was rooting for Kentucky. It was a pretty good game, but UK lost by three. I think she enjoyed herself.

We then caught a plane to Florida. Once we got there, we grabbed some seafood at Crabby Bill's and then were off to find the hotel. We stayed at the Biltmore-Belleview which was built in the 1890s. The place was easy on the eyes, but was obviously not in it's prime. Not really a problem since we didn't plan on spending much time there anyway. The plan was to get up the next morning and go fishing. It was a chilly 60 degrees or so that night, but I didn't give it much thought. Until......I get a phone call from the charter company. "Uhhh, it's gonna be a little chilly and probably pretty windy tomorrow. We aren't gonna be going out. Wanna try for Monday?"

Not really a problem. We were planning on going to Busch Gardens on Monday, so we just decided to push that up a day.

We get going pretty early on Sunday, excited about the prospect of riding coasters all day in the warm Florida sun. Unfortunately, mother nature had other ideas. The temperature never made it above fifty degrees that day. It made for some ass freezing roller coasters. The highlight of Bush Gardens? The Rascal scooter convoy. Maybe it's just me being insensitive, but if you aren't mobile enough to walk, what the hell are you doing at an amusement park? That night we ordered room service, grabbed some margaritas and hung out in the spa for a few hours. I eventually got another phone call from the charter service that night. "Uhhh.....you know there is a freeze warning tonight and the wind should be about 20 mph tomorrow? I don't think you will be fishing this trip."

So the next day, we took a walk on the empty beach. This was quite depressing for me. A beautiful beach, a beautiful girl and weather colder than a bucket of penguin shit. I kinda have a Robert Deniro sneer going in this picture. Couldn't repeat it if I tried. So we walked the beach for a while. I was amazed that the life guards were on duty. Who the hell would get in that water? Eventually we found our way to Cooters and ate lunch and drank a bit. After a nap we went to see "The Matador." A good movie, catch it if you can. Ate dinner at a place called Beachcomber's. Excellent escargot.

Now we are up to Valentine's Day. It's still pretty chilly, but the temp has climbed to 55 degrees. A veritable heat wave. We wandered down to the pier before we had to leave and that's when I took my favorite picture. LMRP preferred this one. We flew back to Nashville later that afternoon. There was almost no change in temperature! LMRP took me to dinner at Ruth's Chris
and gave me this: One of the sweetest gifts I've ever gotten. It obviously took a lot of thought and I appreciate it to no end.

I then dropped her off at the Bon Jovi concert (I was invited, but declined) and came back home. To sum up my Valentine's Day weekend, a little drink, good food, fantastic company, Florida hates me.