It’s Florida. It’s June. Let’s Swim.

I’m joining a friend for a yoga class in an hour.  So, I’m sitting here at my computer eating a bowl of raisin bran to fuel up for a possible beating.  My friend is a yoga instructor and is wonderfully limber and strong.  She is not teaching the class tonight, however.  And I’m thinking that any class that an instructor attends as a student must be good (meaning brutal for us mortals).  Wish me luck.

Yoga has nothing to do with this post except that the lady who brought her kids over for a play date yesterday (Kati) is a fellow yoga lover.  She used to join me at the preschool on Monday mornings for the free class that our instructor friend (the one I’m joining tonight) taught.  Kati will be summering with her kids in Wisconsin.  Her husband travels for work quite a bit and Kati didn’t feel like staying here with her kids by herself all summer long.  Her mom, dad and extended family all live in Wisconsin so she’ll have plenty of support.

Kati and her family leave next week and yesterday at noon was the only time that worked for both of our schedules for us to get together before they take off.

Kati’s oldest son is the same age as Cutie Pie.  They were in the same class when they were two years-old but had different teachers this year.  Her son is a beginning swimmer and discovered the joy of using a kick board in our pool.  He went from being very nervous about trying it to needing some assistance from his mom to completely kicking around the pool on his own.  It was so cool to watch his confidence grow!

I invited Wildman’s friend to join us too.  Both of his parents work so he is spending his summer days with his grandma and his baby brother.  I think this play date was a nice break for him.  The boys played in the pool nonstop!  They build floating forts, had water squirter battles, did cannonballs and swam laps.

I served all sorts of finger foods to snack on.  The boys had cheese pizza for lunch and ice pops for dessert.  Summer would not be summer without Popsicles!

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My cereal has been eaten and my daily blog post has been written.  I think I’ll look up the size limit for mangrove snapper for J.  He called me from the boat in the Keys to ask me this afternoon.  Unfortunately, I was with the kids at Chuck E. Cheese’s and could not easily look up the information for him.  Chances are the overly friendly (read: gay) marine patrol officer will search the boat again “looking for fishies” this evening…  I don’t want him and Big Red to be fined for illegal fish!

Catching Up with Old Friends

Dr. Cindita (on the left) was in town briefly on Friday.  I met up with her and our friend, D, for some Charlie and Jake’s carryout at the hospital.  D recently returned to work as a physical therapy manager at our local hospital.  She had her second son in May and just started back to work after her maternity leave.  D could not take a super long lunch break so we brought lunch to her.

A brief note about Charlie and Jake’s…  Barbecue is definitely a regional thing.  People are loyal to their barbecue.  This was never more apparent than when I was stuck Texas barbecue for five years.

“This is not barbecue!”  I would declare.

Where were the fried okra, garlic toast and sweet potato chips?  Where were the brown sugar baked beans?  Where was the sweet sauce?  What the heck was brisket?!

Charlie and Jake’s is a Brevard County institution.  It’s wonderful!  Their pulled pork is to die for!  Seriously.  When you don’t have it on a regular basis you crave it like crazy.  This was the case for Dr. Cindita, who lives in San Francisco where they might not even have such a thing as barbecue…

All Dr. C wanted on Friday was the barbecue she grew up with.  That and a spin around Publix.  I was happy to oblige.

After we returned D back to her office and took care of Dr. Cindita’s Publix fix, we it our pool.  I sliced some fresh oranges to go in our Syfo on the rocks while Dr. C and I relaxed in the warm water.  We caught up on the gossip of our lives for an hour or so before she had to hit the road again.

It was such a wonderful way to spend an afternoon.  I’m so glad I got to spend time with my friends for a while.

Lunch with my Sweetie

I got to have lunch with Wildman today!  His class eats at 10:45 AM!!!  It was too early for me to even think about eating lunch so I went by Starbucks for an iced latte and slice of pound cake.  I brought him a package of chocolate covered graham crackers as a special treat.  We had a great time.  I’m so glad I was able to go!