Where you at? (Texan for where are you?)

We’re here in Palm Coast, a resort community about an hour from Jax, just north of Daytona, where we arrived to a sundrenched condo and a placid sea about 50m away. Over the next day through today we have been enjoying Tropical Storm Fay with torrential rain, 50mph winds, and high water. Click here for T.S. Fay track. This being my second tropical storm, the first was Dolly in Texas, I’m starting to get the hang of it. This one was birthed in the Caribbean and has travelled the length of Florida only to stall over top of us. The upside is that we are all here and inside having a hoot, eating, drinking and laughing way too much.
We, being the screwball Pendletons that we are, went into the water this morning and promptly got ourselves maytagged. It was fun but the women-wives-inlaws-outlaws on the beach were a little less than enthusiastic about it. I was the last out and must admit between the incoming tide, shore break, big waves and rip tides life was a touch more immediate.
Since the last post we have enjoyed a bona fide vacation with the offspring and “onspring”. It has been special that we have all been together. Our first grandchild, Judah, keeps us all in stitches and we look forward to more in the next several years. The time has been punctuated by loads of laughter and good natured ribbing. It’s been hilarious to hear from the in-laws about the seldom seen sides of the offspring Pendletons
I’ve gained about 10 lbs. and so what. I remember the last 200fr I did in Houston and probably that will have to do for awhile. We have been given a house to live in Gabs so the transition will be much easier than if we lived in and out of several flats for a month.
For now, Lynne and I will enjoy the company, both human and meteorological, and then head for the next chapter in our lives, as ready as we can be, in three days.