So it has been a minute since the last time I have written a post, and SO much has happened. To start with my family and I moved from our home in SC to the island paradise of Key Largo about a month ago. The packing, planning, and moving was absolutely exhausting. But, somehow we managed to pull it off.
We are adjusting to our new life in The Conch Republic quite well. Of course, there have been a few hurdles and some new things to get used to seeing and doing. For instance, instead of squirrels darting out in front of your car and running like hell to cross the road, we have iguanas. I laugh out loud every time I see one of these funny creatures hauling ass to cross the road. It reminds me of a Geico insurance commercial. I haven’t seen one get hit–yet!
One thing I am highly enjoying adjusting to is the FOOD. The Husband and I are in seafood heaven. I have eaten chicken twice since we moved here. It has been fresh fish, conch, shrimp, or some form of seafood for every meal. Blackened, grilled, fried, seared, whatever…. It’s all delish!
The produce is also amazing. I went to a boot camp exercise class yesterday, and one of the girls in the class brought fresh mangoes and avocados from the trees in her yard. So I came home sore, but with the biggest avocado I have ever seen. We do not have any fruit trees in our yard, but I am going to need some soon!
Hattie is loving island life. She refuses to wear anything but her underwear. She’s “hot” is what she keeps telling me. Her hair is a mess, and she looks like the Coppertone girl. She fits right in down here. We have gotten involved in a local play group, and have already made some new friends!
I am from the south so I am used to a slower pace of life. But, down here “island time” has a whole different meaning. The three of us are pretty laid back so “island time” fits us just right.
As the Beach Boys put it:
“Aruba, Jamaica, ooh I wanna take ya
Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama
Key Largo, Montego,
baby why don’t we go,
Off the Florida Keys
there’s a place called Kokomo
That’s where you wanna go
to get away from it all
Bodies in the sand,
tropical drink melting in your hand
We’ll be falling in love
to the rhythm of a steel drum band
Down in Kokomo”
To listen and view more, check out Kokomo.