We had somewhat of a family gathering this weekend. Dad’s sister, Nancy, and her son, Donnie, came in from Florida. My uncle, Jim, and his wife, Wanda, drove up from Tennessee. They spent most of their time visiting their childhood town and eating out. Last night, Scott and I joined them for dinner at The Mayflower, which is the only decent seafood place around. I had the grouper. I don’t know if it was talking to Donnie about Florida or the grouper that did it, but I almost missed living in Florida…for a split second, anyway. The rest of the weekend has been filled with absolutely nothing. And I am bored.