So tired

All I want to do is sleep. Got a whole four hours last night. Maybe two the night before. Tonight I'll lay there worried a tree will pierce me, as the winds are gusting to forty. Our house is surrounded by old growth trees, just waiting to impale me before I get a chance to cruise into retirement. See how I get with no sleep. Had dinner with number one, and her boyfriend and parents yesterday. I was very nice. Now I know why he is a good kid. We'll miss them both as they head west for a new start. Wish the economy was better here, so they can stay...at least until we leave. I hate being the last one out. Well, maybe the gods will have pity on me tonight and I'll finally get some rest. I have to stop my mind from racing around with all that is happening, as I can't do much about it anyway. Sweet dreams.

Go Bruins!

Picked a bad time to drop to basic cable. I was talking to time warner on the phone last week. I wanted to lower my cable bill, and the guy pissed me off so bad, I said fine, give me the lowest plan you have! Ten dollars gets you 17 channels. Basically it's four major channels, then crap. So now the Bruins are kicking Montreal ass, and I can't see it. I'm depressed, and all the family is laughing, but I'm sticking to my guns. We were paying over $110 for what? We should actually be getting more things done around here now, as we're not locked into the beam. Oh, and they said I would have to cough up more for internet, because I picked the lower cable plan. WTF! They could not even explain that one. So I dropped down to a slower internet plan too. By the way, the CEO got a 22 million dollar bonus this year. I don't really care that the guy made some bucks, but he isn't going to get it from me. How many channels do you actually watch for the money you pay? Sailing can't start soon enough. I'm all stressed out. It's been great working for the damn auto industry. Doctor said stomach acid is to blame for my sore throat. Took a prescription yesterday, and got maybe 2 hrs sleep last night. Felt like I had a pot of coffee in my stomach. Throat felt good though.

PWC brakes

My favorite time on the water, is when there is just enough wind to get you going, and the water is flat, and the only sound you hear is the water rushing past the hull, the birds, maybe some kids splashing in the water nearby. It's nice. It never lasts. Usually, when the water is flat, and the late afternoon sun is getting low, some beer sponge in a crotch rocket (jet ski, pwc) comes out to cool off and race around for about fifteen minutes. Pretty soon, another will join, then another. After a while the nice evening turns into noisy choppy bedlam until the sun goes down. Now everyone is entitled to their way of fun on the water, and I have had some fun on a jet ski, about fifteen minutes worth, but just once, I would like to enjoy a nice quiet afternoon afloat. I only bring this up, because I thought the idea of brakes for PWC's was pretty cool. Might make things a little more safe out there for the sponges :)

Squirt

Wish we had these fish at the marina. They could put out some of those sick smelling cigars that some people smoke, around the docks at night. I saw this at blogfish

Happy Easter Sunday!

Nothing like Easter Sunday morning in Key West....Wish I was there. This shot was taken on Duval Street a few years back. Nothing but quiet here today. Number one stopped by with the boyfriend for a few beers, and left their fish for us to take care of. Harold is back with us again. He's a monster goldfish now, and I believe he's been around for about four years. I told Kell when we sail away we're dumping him in Lake Ontario on the way out. Is there a place you can take old goldfish? Got some ball valves replaced this weekend, but going out there today, I would have froze my easter eggs off. Tomorrow will be warmer. Well, I missed church again this year. Maybe all those years as an altar boy will carry me through. Well except for slapping a nun, and starting a fire in the church, oh, and eating the host, but I never touched the wine...then there was the bobby youballdini song, that didn't go over too well, but not as bad as dropping the bell all the way down the altar steps, then tripping on my robe getting it...there was the stages of the cross, where I dropped the cross... This still makes me laugh.