Except me.
"Passage II" (the boat Jim is on) arrived in Turtle Bay yesterday afternoon after a nice beam reach down the Dewey Channel.
Gotta love light offshore winds!
Marathon sleep for Little Lovely Lucy Lowe, Jim. C. and Jim D. last night.
And today?
They get to play with
Plans are to go into town.Taking
Then Thanksgiving dinner on "Passage II".
The five of them: LLLLucy, Jeannine, Jim, Jim and Jim.
Jim B. should go by his other name today, "Phil" to lessen the confusion.
"Hey Jim, would you please pass the potatoes to Jim?"
"No Jim, not that Jim, this Jim."
Reminds me of that movie, "Heathers".
And me?
Washing the sheets.
Maybe scrub the floor.
Make a chafe guard for the transom out of a fender I dumpster dove for.
Work on getting out of this slight depression I am in.
Thanksiving wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
My chemo sick sister was sick in the restaurant yesterday.
And on the way back home.
So what to be thankful for?
Uh cancer attacking a second sibling?
AAAGGGHHHHH!!!!
3 comments:
I am so sorry to hear about your sister. It breaks my heart for you and your family.
Chemo is nasty.
Your sister has you and your family. That's the best medicine there is.
Chin up, Heather.
Thanks. Hopefully she doesn't read this blog post today. Or ever. She probably wouldn't appreciate me telling my 3 readers about yesterday. So as soon as the washer stops, off to take her some movies. Then come back and have a stealth Swiss Miss. Or two.
Bless her heart, if she does read it, just tell her we know what ya'll are going through. Jody just said yesterday at lunch he was thankful that he could eat this year.
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