Living in Florida is a dream that my husband and I share and talk about on a regular basis. The plan has always been to get Syd into college and head south. I'm going to bartend down by the beach where the dress code involves flip-flops and I can spend all day talking to the locals. Jamie wants to either bartend or be the guy who air-brushes bikinis on tourists. (That's a man for ya.) We would eat oysters Rockefeller at Billy's Oyster Bar whenever we want and stroll down the beach at sunset.... Ah, just twelve more years.

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sooo do I get to go to? Just curious if I should buy some more flip-flops!
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