boat schooling
Helping Dad sort screws and bolts
Our homemade tornado
Check out my 2 toothy pegs!!!
Being a geek at the Museum of Science, Boston MA
trading velvet for counting bears
sip beer… exhale. Defining moment in the supermarket today. I bought chocolate flavored water (yeah don’t do it, tastes like crap).
Check out girl: “does it really taste like chocolate?”
Me: “don’t know, just needed the bottle for a project and I don’t drink sodas” (slight lie)
Check out girl: “oh what sort of project?”
…. and here we go, one of those queer moments like the first time you refer to your partner as your husband or the first time you refer to your child in public as your daughter.
Oh my gawd, I’m married, oh my gawd, I have kids. Oh my gawd I’m a homeschooling mum wearing sneakers and yoga pants in a supermarket! (note: the last time I dabbled in yoga was when I was pregnant with my second child and it almost killed me).
Me: “ I homeschool my kids and we’re making a tornado in a bottle tomorrow.”
How did I go from a funky young chicky wearing velvet pants, not caring what I ate, drank or smoked. Yes friends who knew me back then, I was funky not just a weird chick who wore hand made shoes and tie dyed clothes. To a mum of three that homeschools and makes play dough from the Martha Stewart website.
Cringe… swig more beer.
Carl asked that other day, what happened to the giggly happy woman I married? I don’t know, this old tired hag ate her.
Hope Town: Jan 17th
I think Hope Town is the cutest little village around. I swear Strawberry Shortcake must live here. It quaint and local and not too touristy but you can definitely tell a lot of vacationers come here. We walked up and down what looked like the main part and bought some Blueberry Bread and Key Lime Pie (it was not cheap, but fresher than fresh). This place is perfect. It has grocery stores, a park for the the girls and even the cutest little school. It’s that heavenly place that you don’t need to worry about your kids walking home from school. All it was missing was school children playing with hula hoops on the road. There were kids riding home from school on their bikes and it turned my heart to goo. We would love to put the girls into school here. Wish they had a hospital (or any sort of facility) to have a baby.
Above is the cute school, I’m guessing less than 100 students. They wear cuter than cute school uniforms too.
We than took our dingy’s (the Kaleidoscope team were our tour guides) over to the lighthouse to check it out. I was originally going to hang outside because of my rough pelvis but thought screw it I’m not missing out on the fun, I love myself a good lighthouse. 100 steps to the top and then you have to climb through a little door made for oompa loompas. Great view of our boat and the town.
That’s one lucky chicky. Carl carried her half way up and Prince Eddy carried her all the way down. Captain Eddie or Prince Eddie as Pri likes to call him is the Captain on Kaleidoscope. Good to have some extra muscle around.
Fun afternoon.
The morning not so fun…….
Carl finished installing the inverter/ charger and we found out that we have the incorrect control head for it. Bugga! At least the inverter is up and running now, we just can’t monitor it. We’ll have to find a mule to bring us one to Nassau. Then I ran out of water taking a shower (only because we refuse to fill up our tanks with the chlorinated water from Marsh Harbour). Not to worry I got all the important bits done.
Also our sat phone STILL doesn’t work. I don’t know whether it’s the phone itself or the crappy Globalstar coverage. I emailed customer service about activating our phone and complained about the coverage and they were bold enough to tell me that the globalstar satellites are very deteriorated. Well why the hell don’t you tell me that before I purchase the bloody thing and why does West Marine sell them if they don’t work. When we get the internet again I’ll have to contact customer service because there is no way we are paying for a service that doesn’t work. We should have gone with Iridum from the get go.
Cherry on the pie is the port engine alternator is fried too. Oh yeah and wags wet the bed again so my laundry pile is at that not so fun stage again……. but the lighthouse was fun.
Carl found my favourtie tree. Tried to grow some in Mississippi but they just didn’t take. Makes me think of my sister Heidi and the house we grew up in, Upper Orara (Coffs Harbour), NSW Australia.
The girls were helping out a local artist with her coconuts.
If you squint hard enough you’ll see the Morgans on the dock waving at us. I think they’d rather guard their key lime pie then climb the 100 stairs. It was pretty good pie.