{"id":1683,"date":"2011-01-02T08:52:24","date_gmt":"2011-01-02T13:52:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/?p=1683"},"modified":"2011-01-02T23:09:32","modified_gmt":"2011-01-03T04:09:32","slug":"home-again-home-again-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2011\/01\/home-again-home-again-2.html","title":{"rendered":"Home Again, Home Again"},"content":{"rendered":"

The boat is emptied of children, the last caf\u00c3\u00a9 con leche has been drunk, and the girl\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tears over leaving sunshine and Nana have been dried. The trip is officially over and we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re heading back to slushy Massachusetts.<\/p>\n

Sigh. But it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s only temporary because I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve convinced the family to move back to Miami Beach. And by convinced, I mean they yell, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Nooooo!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d while I put my fingers in my ears and sing, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153La la la la la! I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t hear you!\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Pie says she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d miss her BFF, Doodles says he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d miss ice skating, and Adam says he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d miss having a paycheck. Whatever.<\/p>\n

[Interjection: I love that at 8:42 a.m. in the Miami Airport, the Barcardi Mojito Bar is open for business! Of course, I’ll be passing because everyone knows you don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a Bloody Mary after dark and a mojito before 7 p.m. But it still makes me happy just by its existence.]<\/p>\n

We started 2011 off right. Hangover be damned, I wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t going to start the new decade without a run. So I ran the eight miles to my cousins’ house, accompanied for half of that trip by Stoney of the R.V. (also known as Claudia\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s other half. Hi, Claudia!), who actually rode a bike. At the cousins’, caf\u00c3\u00a9 con leches (what else?) started the day, and the kids all took a quick dip in the hot tub. And then it was an afternoon on the boat.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>These photos taken by Ollie.<\/em><\/p>\n

Let\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s talk about the boat, shall we? Ollie\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s had this boat for, oh, almost all these years we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve been going to Miami Beach for New Year\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s. The boat has this front area, which folks like to lay on and let the wind rush through their hair and relax. Only to get to the front area, you need to walk around the side of the boat. And I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m scared to walk around the side of the boat. I have this incredibly irrational fear of docks, getting on and off the boat, and being on the side where there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s very little railing. I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t watch my children being put on the boat\u00e2\u20ac\u201dit terrifies me. I need to have at least two adults flanking me and holding onto me as I step the six inches from the dock onto the boat. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve always looked longingly at the front of the boat, but it was never to be a reality for me.<\/p>\n

Until. Until. Until yesterday, when I said to Tuna\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s husband, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I wish I could go up there.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d And he said, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d And I replied, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Well, I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t walk around the side?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d And Tuna\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s husband pointed down and said, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t you just go inside the boat, and come through the hatch?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Um, hello? There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a hatch I can go through? Why has no one mentioned this to me in, oh, the past four years? Sure, enough, you go into the main bedroom (yes, there are three bedrooms and two bathrooms on this boat), climb up on the bed, and hop up through the hatch. And even better, when you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re there, people will bring you Bloody Marys! Freakin\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 people who never told me about the hatch!
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\n[Note: I spoke too soon. The girl\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tears are back. I said to her, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t cry. I already put in my blog that you stopped.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She said, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Then you have to erase that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d]<\/p>\n

After the boat, it was back to the hot tub and then dinner with my \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcrents. And now, now we wait for our plane. In a most sad way. Well, at least for me. Adam is playing with his iPad, Doodles is reading one of the three new Calvin and Hobbes book he got, and Pie is playing with her new Tag reading thingy. And me? I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m thinking about stone crabs, light-up mojito tinis, unlimited free babysitting, and runs on the beach boardwalk.
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\nOnly 357 more days till we get to do it again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The boat is emptied of children, the last caf\u00c3\u00a9 con leche has been drunk, and the girl\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s tears over leaving sunshine and Nana have been dried. The trip is officially over and we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re heading back to slushy Massachusetts. Sigh. But it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s only temporary because I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve convinced the family to move back to Miami Beach. And […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[27],"class_list":["post-1683","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-miami-beach"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1683","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1683"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1683\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1683"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1683"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1683"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}