Hey. It’s January and this is Michigan and the weather, well, it sucks. So, dooya wanna go to Fla?

Sooooo. Let’s go. The year is 1992. The beloved Courtois grandparents are there. We’ll load up our beeyootiful red Chrysler minivan with everything on earth. Including a computer. It’s a MacPlus and it is wonderful. We can use Excel and Word and some really rudimentary image processing programs but we can’t get onto the internet, or actually, we can but it takes a whole lotta guzzinta. We will forget to bring the keyboard to the computer but we won’t discover that until we get to Florida.

We did take a trip to Florida in 1992. To visit my wonderful parents-in-law, who are now dead. Sigh. We took our then 11-year-old niece with us. The Beautiful Renee who has a masters degree in economics now and works for the Federal Reserve. We took a slow route down to Fla via Washington DC and the Atlantic coast. Our second night on the road was at Ocean Beach, MD. We chose an Italian restaurant and everything was fine except that our almost-5-year-old Mouse cried when we sang that old favorite “On Top of Spaghetti.” I cried on the beach at Chincoteague Island (actually, it was probably Assateague Island National Seashore) the next day (it made me miss my own beach) and after that, there was a long day of driving to Disney World during which we actually did not require Mouse to use a seatbelt because it was easier to deal with her flipping back and forth between the seats than it was to listen to her constant distress at being stuffed into a seatbelt for how many days? Heck, when I was a kid, I could flip back and forth between whatever seats there were and even sit un-belted in the back of a station wagon or jeep. Nobody cared. I know about the safety issues but, sigh…

We made it to Fla. We went to Disney World. We got to my beloved in-laws’ house. The beautiful red-headed woman in the photo is the Beautiful Suzie. She is my sister-in-law. She is wonderful with kids and actually all kinds of people. She took my kids “Pup Pup” golfing (as Mouse called it) during this trip. And (obviously) she swam with them. Mouse (on the right) is so excited that her tail is showing.

4 Responses to “Hey. It’s January and this is Michigan and the weather, well, it sucks. So, dooya wanna go to Fla?”

  1. Margaret Says:

    So, the weather is so icky that you are reminiscing about Florida? I’ll meet you there!! I like road trips, but NOT with young kids. Even ours used to fight in the back, especially in boring sections of Idaho, Nevada or Utah.

  2. isa Says:

    Why *did* we bring that computer with us?

  3. Kathy Farnell Says:

    Isa. The computer went along because that is what you mom and dad “did”. They, like Uncle Garth and my mom, Grandma Sally, , were into computers way ahead of the rest of us. My mom took computer courses in Florida so that she could keep up with what was going on in the world. Unfortunately, my mom and dad did not have a computer at home because they did not want to spend the money to buy one.

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