Who wants to hear about my [long-ago] trip to Del Boca Vista? I mean Siesta Key, Florida.

You do, apparently, because you’re still here, reading.

[Meanwhile, I’m in Jamaica for the #BlewishWedding of Candace and Jay so once you’re done reading this, enjoy the relative silence.]

First of all, Siesta Key (near Sarasota) has been voted America’s Most Beautiful Beach by Someone Somewhere. I can’t disagree. The sand is spectacular: fine, white and clean.

When I last visited the area (September?) the Gulf of Mexico was so warm. I had a great swim. Alas, my old a$$ found the water too cold this trip so my swimming was limited to the heated pool.

My vacation consisted of a few hours in the sun followed by shopping and then dinner around 5pm. Maybe 5:30 but definitely no later than 6. Because Florida.

There were a lot of complaints from Dad, and plenty of complaints from Mom about Dad. But there was a lot of love too. Because family.

We ate here, and I drank in the ‘best bar’ with an old friend. The bartender carded me, and apparently sincerely, so I will agree that it’s the best damn bar period.

When I got home just after midnight, my mother was up waiting. Just like old times.

And then my little vacation was done. Until the next one.

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In all seriousness, take every opportunity you have to enjoy time with your family. I joke, but with each passing year, time spent with my mom and dad becomes increasingly precious.