Palm Springs is a crazy place. Hundreds of lush, green golf courses in the middle of a desert, and senior citizens limping along the roads with canes and walkers. To get to our timeshare we drove straight down Bob Hope Road, and crossed Ginger Rogers Road, Dinah Shore Avenue and Frank Sinatra Avenue. It's a bit surreal to say the least.
Tomorrow I plan on going for a run through the tubular verbenias and primrose before heading to the spa for a massage courtesy of my brother.
Yes, it's truly a rough life. Hope you are all having a holiday as great as mine!
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I am so very jealous but, you deserve it Shellz. Enjoy the warm weather and be prepared to come back to stupid cold. yes, stupid cold.
happy holidays!
Glad you're getting some sunshine. I had to clean about a foot of packing snow off my car this morning at my mom's place when I left. My hands hurt from the cold. You're so lucky! Wish I was there too!!
Next year, take me with you.
Shelley- let me know if you need to be picked up from the airport and if so, flight details.
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