Vacation time?

Does anybody even remember what vacation feels like? As I wake up to the low 30's, i find myself thinking of the good ole days, when we used to lounge by the poolside. These were the days that we would have a few beers for breakfast, a few more for lunch, and move on to whiskey for dinner. We would sit around and tell stories or talk religion with lovell until he fell asleep peacefully on the concrete floor next to the screen door. ahh, the memories.