Summertime in December

Well, it's official...it's December, and I'm wearing flip flops and short sleeves. Alana and I made it to FL safe and sound. We almost cancelled or at least postponed our trip, because she was so sick. She's on the mend now, finally. What I've realized in the past two days is that I seemed to have forgotten what it was like growing up with no seasons. Yesterday, it was 83 degrees here. Today I'm sure it's no cooler. My dad and I went to see Fireflight play last night and rode there with the windows down. It was a great show. I've seen them play twice before, but this was by far the best yet. It was cool to see old friends doing what they love. I'm not sure what the rest of the week holds for us, but it's always nice to be "home" with family. I live across the street from the beach in VA, but it's too cold to even think about venturing out there...so maybe we'll hit one up here...or not! :)