May 162018
 

 We have all heard of sleepwalking, and maybe we’ve experienced it ourselves, or with our children at some time. But did you know that there is such a thing as sleep driving? There is. If you don’t believe me, check out this article on the Psychology Today website.

And while sleep driving seems to be pretty rare, I suspect I may have been doing some of it recently. I know I went to sleep in Florida on Sunday night, but since then I would swear I’ve been in Seattle or some other place in the rainy Pacific Northwest. I told you before that the storms always seem to go north or south of us, or sometimes even split and go on both sides of our place here in Edgewater, but not this time around. It has rained, and rained, and rained some more. How much has it rained? There was a knock on my door yesterday afternoon and it was a couple of manatees from down in the canal near our house wanting to know if they could come in and dry off for little while!

It’s supposed to stay this way for most of the next week. But I’m not complaining, we certainly need it. We have already had several wildfires in the area because things have been so dry.

With all the rain, we have had to push our erosion control problem to the back burner for now. That’s okay, we’ll get back to it.



Yesterday Miss Terry had to have a blood draw at a lab near our house for an upcoming doctor’s appointment. Usually she’s in and out in about five minutes, but this time around there was a glitch because the doctor’s office had never sent over the orders. So she had to call them and have them fax the order to the lab, then wait for the folks there to get things entered into their system. So the normal five minutes turned into a little over half an hour.

When we left there we decided to have lunch at the Sand Bar Cafe in New Smyrna Beach. We have driven by the place a thousand times and always said we were going to stop, but never got around to it. That’s partly because they close at 3 PM, and since we are night owls we seldom go out for breakfast or lunch. But we were glad we did, because the food was very good and the service was excellent. Miss Terry had a vegetarian omelet with cottage fries, and I had a blackened chicken sandwich with French fries. Terry really liked her omelet and said she would come back again just for that. While my sandwich was good, I probably wouldn’t order it again because it was pretty heavy on the blackening. Next time around I think I’ll go for the grilled chicken sandwich instead.

This is love bug season in Florida. While they don’t bite or sting, these little black-and-red bugs are a real nuisance.

You can’t drive anywhere without getting them all over your vehicle. They seem to have a fetish for slamming into the front of automobiles while locked together in an amorous embrace.

They are a mess to clean up, and if you leave them on your car, something in their smashed bodies can mess up your paint job. They seem to show up twice a year, in May and again in September, and nobody is sad to see them go. When we came out of the restaurant there were so many of them swarming around our Explorer that a few actually made it inside with us before we got the doors closed.



We know a lot of RVers who travel south of the border, sometimes going as far down as Central America. Have you ever thought about trying that, or maybe living the ex-pat lifestyle that is popular with so many retirees because the US dollar stretches so far down that way? My friend Christy Pinheiro and her family are ex-pats and she is full of valuable knowledge about places to go and how to make the transition. Check out her e-books at this link for more information.

Thought For The Day – I thought the dryer made my clothes shrink. Turns out it was the refrigerator.

Nick Russell

World-Famous, New York Times Best Selling Author, and All-Around Nice Guy!

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