Since I never got the chance to say it yesterday, I want to wish a happy 80th birthday to Nano (my grandmother).  Yesterday was the official day of her birthday although we had the big party on Saturday.  At least I think it was Saturday.  I lose all sense of date and time when I'm on vacation.  It's both a blessing and a curse.

One thing I've been noticing over the last couple of days is that Floridians love expensive sports and luxury cars.  It must be the truth... I've seen more of them in the last couple of days here than I've ever seen over the course of the other 30.85 years of my life. 

The day before yesterday, I saw my first-ever on-the-street Lamborghini Diablo.  Oh, it was sweet.  I enjoyed it immensely.  And the driver knew he was being ogled.  He didn't have to pull any theatrics with his driving.  He stuck around long enough to let his fine piece of machinery be viewed from nearly all angles before speeding up just enough to move within sight of a new bunch of droolers.  I think he also knew that driving a foreign sports car that is racing yellow in hue makes him an automatic target for local and state police.  So no excessive peeling out for him.  And I thank him.  His care and caution afforded me the opportunity to snap a couple of shots.

The two cars I saw yesterday marked another pair of "firsts" for me; although far less impressive than the Yellow Devil.  One was a Maserati and the other was a Bentley.  For two vehicles that cost well north of $100 grand, I was not moved as I felt I should have been.  Even my dad and uncle felt the Maserati looked like nothing more than a Nissan Maxima.  That's a great thing for Maxima drivers, but I'll bet it deflates the egos of the drivers of this particular Maserati.  I'm not sure what model it was nor do I really care enough about it to find out.  I did snap shots, though.  Especially since the Maserati was being towed.  Breakdown?  Who really knows.  But we were laughing all the same.

Well, today is the day that we head home.  My brother and his girlfriend left yesterday.  My aunt and uncle will be leaving on Wednesday.  I'm going to miss Nano.  I love visiting her and hope to do it again soon.  She's so much fun to be around.

But I am also missing Katie terribly right now.  This is the longest that I've been away from her and it is really killing me inside.  Yes, I realize that I sound like a complete dope right about now.  But I don't care.  Being away from her and only in contact via cell and blog comment (yes, that comment is from the Katie) is not my preferred method for relationship maintenance.  I know we both had family commitments that required us to be in different places (heck, different states) at the same time, but I still wish she was here.  Now, I'm going home to her and I hope it's one of those big, sappy homecomings with the big hug where I pick her up and spin her around.  I want to kiss her and tell her how much I missed her.  And, hopefully I will achieve all these goals before the Chicago Police Department tells us we have to move the car or we get honked at by the car behind us. 

Next time, Katie is coming here with me.  There is so much I want to do together with her here especially since we hit so much rain the last time we visited.  Nano, we hope you don't mind having some visitors come knocking on your door.