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Or rather my boat is out of the water.
Hurray. This morning I took photos of the boat. It looks good. I can remember before I didn't have this boat thinking that it would not be possible. Then this past year when it seemed like I would never actually get to work on it but now I'm actually getting the boat situated.
As soon as the mast was down, I closed my eyes, said thank you to God, and then began editing photos. Lots of work to do. I'm going to try to get a boat blog. Hopefully will post photos. There are some really good action shots and excellent photos of the marina.
I can rest easy tonight.
Meanwhile back at the ranch...
The dogs are barking. Gotta get dog food for them and sort stuff out for the coming week. Finally a "to do" list that is happy.
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Hugs if anyone is reading this.
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Y
Friday, October 15, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Pass the salad dressing...
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Today was a good day.
It wasn't the day that I'd planned because if it had been I'd have been meeting the guy from the bug extermination company. Instead I got to meet some of the most interesting people AND began the process to haul my boat out of the water.
I. Am. So. Happy.
And scared.
Boats are made to be in the water. Like hippos, boats in the water are so graceful.
On land? I don't want to think about all of the things that could go wrong. I'm like the expectant father to this process. I'm praying that all will go well.
Got to get sleep. Tomorrow will come soon. Lots to do.
Hugs
PS
(I just like the video, Gentle Reader. That's the beginning, middle, and end of it. If you're name is Julia or you like sailing? Hurray. But not to worry, as I said, this isn't about a person. I just like the song. Like this one two
)
Stevie Ray Vaughn
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Today was a good day.
It wasn't the day that I'd planned because if it had been I'd have been meeting the guy from the bug extermination company. Instead I got to meet some of the most interesting people AND began the process to haul my boat out of the water.
I. Am. So. Happy.
And scared.
Boats are made to be in the water. Like hippos, boats in the water are so graceful.
On land? I don't want to think about all of the things that could go wrong. I'm like the expectant father to this process. I'm praying that all will go well.
Got to get sleep. Tomorrow will come soon. Lots to do.
Hugs
PS
(I just like the video, Gentle Reader. That's the beginning, middle, and end of it. If you're name is Julia or you like sailing? Hurray. But not to worry, as I said, this isn't about a person. I just like the song. Like this one two
)
Stevie Ray Vaughn
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Monday, October 11, 2010
I was reading another blog when I saw the post...
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Ah the road not taken.
The one you don't take because of responsibilities to yourself and others.
I've marveled at the folks who could pull up their "roots" and travel half way across the world in a boat with kids and and pets in tow. They see the world not with indifference but with a total lack of all the terrible things that could happen. "How could they do this and subject themselves to ..." then follows the list of all the things that "responsible grownups" should avoid.
"Hello. My name is AuthorAnn and I am a responsible adult who avoided all manner of possible dangers to self for the sake of my family. Those possibilities that I didn't foresee were helpfully pointed out by other family members who, while they were off doing all manner of daring things, made sure that I was tucked away safe. Kind of like a chair in storage. Always safe and ready to be "sat on" when the whim occurred. It's been one year since I've decided that maybe that wasn't the best thing to do. Lucky for me? I lived to tell the tale.
"Welcome, Author Ann."
You can wait. I did. I stayed in the same place for many years.
But.
If I could do it over again? I'd take Pup out onto the water as soon as I knew that he could hold on and think for himself. How could he learn that he could meet the unexpected and thrive? Who'd teach him this? We'd sure have had a better time than all the "responsibility".
There's a difference between the well lived life remembered and the regrets of the road not or no longer taken.
I'm taking my family with me.
Before it's too late and I get too old to do so.
Hugs,
Ann
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Ah the road not taken.
The one you don't take because of responsibilities to yourself and others.
I've marveled at the folks who could pull up their "roots" and travel half way across the world in a boat with kids and and pets in tow. They see the world not with indifference but with a total lack of all the terrible things that could happen. "How could they do this and subject themselves to ..." then follows the list of all the things that "responsible grownups" should avoid.
"Hello. My name is AuthorAnn and I am a responsible adult who avoided all manner of possible dangers to self for the sake of my family. Those possibilities that I didn't foresee were helpfully pointed out by other family members who, while they were off doing all manner of daring things, made sure that I was tucked away safe. Kind of like a chair in storage. Always safe and ready to be "sat on" when the whim occurred. It's been one year since I've decided that maybe that wasn't the best thing to do. Lucky for me? I lived to tell the tale.
"Welcome, Author Ann."
You can wait. I did. I stayed in the same place for many years.
But.
If I could do it over again? I'd take Pup out onto the water as soon as I knew that he could hold on and think for himself. How could he learn that he could meet the unexpected and thrive? Who'd teach him this? We'd sure have had a better time than all the "responsibility".
There's a difference between the well lived life remembered and the regrets of the road not or no longer taken.
I'm taking my family with me.
Before it's too late and I get too old to do so.
Hugs,
Ann
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