* I spend precious minutes yanking the steaming hot straightener through my hair every morning to achieve that sleek, professional look. After returning from my 10 minute jaunt outside with Libby for her morning toilette, the mirror reveals a frizzy, kinky transformation. I'm probably going to have to retire the straightener until November...
* I can't understand my colleague's complaints about the long and inconvenient walk from the employee parking lots into the buildings. "You get to DRIVE to work?! And you can actually SEE the parking lot from your building?!!?" I enjoy sharing about the typical Rochester work commute --- AKA standing in the busline in a frigid ShopKo parking lot miles away from campus.
* I have recently stumbled upon a little franchise called Yogaberry -- and decided it will be my choice destination for obtaining a healthy summer treat! I'm already a fan of the original fat-free frozen yogurt cup topped with fresh strawberries and bananas.
* I've been asked by more than one person if I've developed my "Personal Hurricane Plan" (I haven't, which causes me to chew my cheek with worry and think hard about making a new friend who lives at least an hour inland and has a spare bedroom).
* I've discovered that the morning radio shows here are comparable in lewdness and humor to the ones in MN... however one notable difference exists in that a large portion of the prank calls they place and then broadcast tend to involve the topic of breast implants.
* I've been told that, in some respects, I'm actually residing in Georgia rather than Florida. Evidently the farther south you head in this state, the more you'll be surrounded by the transplant, Floridian culture. The farther north you head, the more likely you are to encounter people who will call you a "yankee" and ramble banal one-liners from the movie Fargo. You betcha!!!
* I've learned that two things are definitely banned on the beach: alcohol and dogs. However there are two things I've seen consistently on the beach: alcohol and dogs.
* I've already suffered and survived my first "drastic temperature differences" cold -- and I think I'm starting my second one. Because central air conditioning runs high and consistently here, transitioning from buildings to outdoors makes the wussy Northerners with thick blood especially vulnerable to colds! Ick.
* I flip the t.v. to NBC at midnight, see Leno on the screen and become disappointed that I've tuned in to a re-run. But I HAVEN'T! My favorite shows are broadcasting in Eastern Standard Time now (duh) and I'm just not connecting that yet.
* My neighbors own and harbor on their deck what sounds like a cadre of exotic birds... I'm trying to become accustomed to the odd honking and yacking and bleating that occur at any given hour. Thank goodness the noisy, powerful air conditioner motors for the entire building are located just below my bedroom windows.
* I'm going to love filing taxes as a FL resident next year (shhh... don't spread the word, but FL does not deduct state taxes from its residents' income). Nice!
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