Chillin'

Tuesday morning we got up early and headed out to Ichetuknee State Park for a day of stress relief. The Ichetuknee Springs form a river which becomes a tributary of the St.Johns River. The water is cold--in the 60's, which was nice as it was in the 90's that day--and completely clear. There are no rapids or anything, just a very leisurely tube ride downstream. We floated along for about a 1 1/2 hours, got out for a late lunch, then back in for another hour's drift to the end.

At lunch I predicted that when we got back home everyone would be exhausted from a day just basically laying around, and that someone would blame it on the sun. I was only partially right. Before we even got home Bonnie commented on how tired she was "from the sun and the fresh air."

Because it couldn't be that we have reached that age where even chillin' is tiring.

Everyone was in bed by 11:00 p.m. Even Andrew, who, at 25, can't blame age, so he blamed it on having to get up so early.