We're having a wonderful time in Miami - where the weather is a perfect 78 degrees and Boston's snow is nothing but a distant memory - I'm super warm and relaxed, except when I think about the potential mess waiting for us in our basement, but why would I spoil our trip thinking about that?
Instead, we've been busy visiting friends and family and dining outside as often as possible. It was on one of those outdoor dining excursions where my husband and I literally bumped into the same $300 million guy we shared a latte with a couple of Thanksgivings ago. Alas, his daughter wasn't around, so I wasn't able to play matchmaker this time. There's always next year!
