Good news--I've been feeling pretty good post-surgery (we went to the Navy Ball last Friday!) and am able to handle the kids solo. Good thing, too, as Frank is in Cali for a few days for work. Of course, as luck would have it, the heat got a little fritzy in the days before he left. And with my great luck, it went out completely last night. Chilly times with the munchkins. Hopefully we'll get it out and to the shop this weekend. We're down to about the last part we can replace before buying a whole new unit!
Again, the timing is great here. We have a space heater we can use to keep fairly comforatable while in port, but would have no heat if we were to spend a night out at anchor now. Since we can't get underway due to my busted gut, this really is perfect timing!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
A dead salmon? Seriously?
Ugh. I had surgery last Thursday for a double hernia repair and am now confined to the boat! I love this boat, but when you're not allowed to do squat it can get old very fast. Thankfully my sis Brandi sent me the entire Twilight book series for entertainment. Sadly, I'm almost done with them all!
But, convalescence has not been without excitement. As I sat here reading this afternoon while Frank and Katreina were out geocaching I saw "W" (it's Wade or Wayne or something) walking on the finger pier alongside our boat. It caught my attention as typically boaters only go down finger piers adjacent to their own boat and his boat is not next to ours. So I peeked out my bedroom window to find a salmon carcass at the very end of our finger pier, inches from our coiled bow line. WTF?!?!
I pulled myself up and shuffled (in my pjs and slippers, no less!) over to where he and a buddy were spraying down their boat. I asked if he put the fish on the pier and he proceeded to, as usual, treat me like a complete moron and tell me that birds eat them. When I asked why he couldn't simply put it on one of the several piers right near where he was he claimed that our finger pier was were he has always put that stuff so the seagulls wouldn't mess with his catch. Whatever, lame. I asked him to go remove it and he told me I could! Sure! NOT! I again asked him to go remove the carcass from next to our boat. His response was that the birds probably already got it.
Seeing I was getting nowhere with this infantile ass I headed back to the boat. My surprise was that his buddy walked down, too, and kicked the fish off our pier. I thanked him. I don't know why he hangs out with such an idiot.
I called Frank and let him know, then called the marina and talked to the director. Thankfully she didn't feel that was appropriate either, but I have to wait for him to do something again before they'll contact him again. Again, you ask? Because he's the same idiot that kept putting his boat in our slip when we were away and he already has gotten one letter from the marina thanks to us. Wonder if that letter and the fish are related???
The salmon stain. Seriously?!?!
But, convalescence has not been without excitement. As I sat here reading this afternoon while Frank and Katreina were out geocaching I saw "W" (it's Wade or Wayne or something) walking on the finger pier alongside our boat. It caught my attention as typically boaters only go down finger piers adjacent to their own boat and his boat is not next to ours. So I peeked out my bedroom window to find a salmon carcass at the very end of our finger pier, inches from our coiled bow line. WTF?!?!
I pulled myself up and shuffled (in my pjs and slippers, no less!) over to where he and a buddy were spraying down their boat. I asked if he put the fish on the pier and he proceeded to, as usual, treat me like a complete moron and tell me that birds eat them. When I asked why he couldn't simply put it on one of the several piers right near where he was he claimed that our finger pier was were he has always put that stuff so the seagulls wouldn't mess with his catch. Whatever, lame. I asked him to go remove it and he told me I could! Sure! NOT! I again asked him to go remove the carcass from next to our boat. His response was that the birds probably already got it.
Seeing I was getting nowhere with this infantile ass I headed back to the boat. My surprise was that his buddy walked down, too, and kicked the fish off our pier. I thanked him. I don't know why he hangs out with such an idiot.
I called Frank and let him know, then called the marina and talked to the director. Thankfully she didn't feel that was appropriate either, but I have to wait for him to do something again before they'll contact him again. Again, you ask? Because he's the same idiot that kept putting his boat in our slip when we were away and he already has gotten one letter from the marina thanks to us. Wonder if that letter and the fish are related???
The salmon stain. Seriously?!?!Thursday, October 8, 2009
No underway for a while
We're entering a new chapter in our live aboard story today--tied to the dock. I'm having a little surgery that will prevent me from lifting >5lbs for a while (that includes jumping on/off the boat and pulling on lines). Not thrilled, but at least we had the summer. It's turning to winter here in the PNW so it's as good a time as any. Thankfully we've got a few things to keep us entertained on the calendar...
Thursday, October 1, 2009
East-coast bound
Heading away for a bit on a whole different kind of adventure--a cross-country red-eye with the kids! We're heading to Maine this weekend for my 10-year homecoming at Maine Maritime. Should be fun and I can't wait for Trent to meet Kristy and Angelo's daughter, Sophia!
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