Now I know why a large percentage of Mid Westerners deem themselves snow birds for six months out of the year. Sweaters one day, tank tops the next is my new definition of a wintery mix. I have abandoned snowflakes and icicles to take on the ocean breeze and palm trees.
The move most certainly has been an adjustment, one that deserves reflection. I never realized the significant impact that cold weather and snow had on the Christmas spirit. Singing the carol, "Baby It's Cold Outside" doesn't exactly render true, when it is eighty degrees outside. In hindsight, how exactly that became a "Christmas" carol is unbeknownst to me.
Santa is present in South Florida! He was recently spotted at the Irish Pub grabbing a cocktail or five, must have been some seriously bad requests from the kiddos this year.
Apparently, South Florida also has a different interpretation of the words "Santa's helpers."
Interpretation....imagination...I am not sure what it was, but it was not my notion of an elf! South Florida definitely leaves much to the imagination. Instead of an ice skating rink they have a little 10ft ice slide to replicate sledding. To top it off, there was nothing like a miniature snow machine on the top of a building blowing shaved ice into the air to simulate snow. Good attempt...cloning may have produced better results!
As much as I hate to admit it, I am missing the cold and snow during this Christmas season. At least there is one Christmas carol that I can accurately sing, "I'll Be Home For Christmas." Happy Holidays!
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