Saturday at the District

It's D1's last Spring Break Saturday, and appropriately she's spending it at the beach with some fellow Breakers. The sun is shining gloriously, and I'm sure they're enjoying each other's company, as the windsurfers and sailboats glide by. They went to Virginia Key, my old college stomping ground.

Yesterday, D1 signed D2 out of school, and the two drove up to Aventura in search of a prom dress. I called my partner Paul, and told him to BOLO for these 2, and he ended up meeting them, along with his girlfriend and her sister, and taking them all out to lunch. They adore their "Uncle Paul."

Today, our friend Elizabeth is on her way here from Orlando. She's on Spring Break, too, from her Master's program at UCF. We're so proud of her. She went back to school to get a Bachelor's degree, and now is going further. I can barely focus on anything anymore, and somehow she's found the discipline to study and get an advanced degree, while still working full time to boot!

We're headed out to the Design District tonight, for their Gallery Walk. They have it each month, and it's a lovely event. The stores and galleries stay open late, and serve wine, and buskers fill the sidewalks playing music.

D1 may come along, but not D2. She's off to a "future Gator" party at her friend Carly's, even though she's not sure she wants to go to UF yet. In the meantime, it seems like each trip to the mailbox brings yet another acceptance, or scholarship offer. Yesterday Maryland tried to lure her with money. She just shrugs and says nothing. The only thing that gets a rise out of her is when her mother eats subs she was saving for later...

So tomorrow it's back to UF for D1. She's in the home stretch of her 4 years at Gainesville. She's excited about starting her Master's program at FIU (solamente 20 minutos de Hialeah) and apartment hunting. It looks like she's going to join the new trend of the local young professional types, and move to Brickell Avenue. The condos there are filling up with 20 and 30 something renters, profiting from the poor investor slobs who paid too much for their apartments, and are now leasing for amounts about 1/2 of what they had hoped to secure.

Another Saturday night...