I'll send you ours if you send me yours.....So send your oatmeal cookies to me and I'll make sure she gets them and then I'll let everybody know what she comes up with.
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I'll send you ours if you send me yours.....So send your oatmeal cookies to me and I'll make sure she gets them and then I'll let everybody know what she comes up with.
My Wife booted me off the computer Sunday morning to work on replacing some 6 x 6's in a retaining wall. It was 90 degrees out. She went grocery shopping. Upon her return she proclaimed it "too hot to work outside" and vanished into the cool downstairs lounge to work on the computer all day. After seven hours I finished the job. To the moon Alice!My first mate painted the bottom of the boat this spring.
But I'm sure oatmeal cookies are nice, too.
Not that the rest of the description doesn't indicate that I'd be the deck hand if you were aboard my boat LOL.I helm and I do foredeck.
Thanks Danny! You beat us fair and square that day but the tacking battle was fun. Maybe we'll have another chance this summer. By all means, come find us at anchor some night-I always have something good on board. Do you think your First Mate could teach me how to fish? I'd love it!Since Princess is speaking for herself... I'll vouch for her sailing skills. My First Mate and I raced against her a couple of years ago. The wind piped up big time and we had a great time trading tacks on the leg home (narrow channel, beating into the wind the whole way. It was great! and...ahem...we passed her, but she looked great!) Maybe this summer we'll share an anchorage and I'll invite myself over for apple cake or molasses cookies. Perhaps I should remove the part of passing her.
The photo is my First Mate showing off her catch of the day. I do most of the cooking on board, but she brings home the bacon!
BTW, the fish in my avatar photo...is hers too.
FWIW... I grew up in a family that never, ever skied or sailed. We lived near the ocean, but never had a boat. My dad couldn't swim a stroke. While I was encouraged to do all things scholastic, artistic, and musical, other recreational pursuits were not encouraged. We camped a lot, but only because it was a way to get cheap accommodations when traveling. When we first sailed our Pearson 26, I would be squeaky on a beat. But over time, and with much patience on the part of my hubby, I got to loving the heel.Thanks Johnb I'll try that. She was born and raised in the mountains being told all her life "don't go near the water you'll drown" While i was borne and raised on the coast being told "go get in the water" and everything we did centered around water. She can swim but is still uncomfortable around water. She even has her scuba certification but has only dived a couple of times when conditions were perfect. I think she just did it to please me so I don't push her any more.