Chores, chores, chores

Since I was the Staff Duty Officer this weekend we couldn't exactly get away. Instead we spent the weekend knocking out "honey do's." Frank readied the crabbing gear, rigged the spinnaker, replaced a line on the genoa roller fuller, cleaned the bilges, checked the oil, and basically reorganized all our gear. For my part, I babysat, scrubbed floors, did some work, shopped for b-day presents, and started to stock up on grub for the upcoming weekend. Busy but good. We're very ready to head out Thursday and after several single-handed treks to and from the car with the kids this weekend, I am VERY ready to move to our new slip when we return!