I may have mentioned this in the past, but I really like Thanksgiving Day. In fact, it’s become my favorite holiday. Notwithstanding that my doctor recently assured me that I was in good health “for a man my age,” just knowing that I have another annual holiday for the chance to give thanks is a good thing.
So, as in year’s past, I want to list the many things Winnie and I are giving thanks for this past year.
Just spotted this quote from the late, great, H.P Lovecraft, entirely appropriate for late on Halloween night, and just had to repost it.
Well, it’s Halloween night once again. The ghosts and goblins are out and about, mixing in with the little kids going door to door asking for candy. It’s also the end of the month, well into autumn, and the leaves are littering the lawn daring me to rake them up, knowing full well that if I do, there’ll just be more on the ground tomorrow. So far, I’ve resisted the dare.
Today, Winnie officially became an American citizen. At a 2:00PM Citizenship Oath Ceremony in the Fairfax USCIS center, Winnie did take the oath of Citizenship and became an American.
Here it is already September, the long hot n’ Dry summer almost passed. Although I enjoy warm weather, these past two months were almost too much of a good thing. And in the category of “here we go again,” we have a hurricane watch just days after the fifth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina.
The more things change…
I’ve really been missing not having a boat of my own these past few months. Sure, I’ve gotten out on the water sailing several times, but being in a rented sailboat is not quite the same thing as having a boat of my own. I’ve also been looking at doing something different for a while now, a different kind of boating.
Well, last week Friday, I took the plunge, and with Winnie’s approval bought a single-seated sporting kayak.
I’ve just returned from nearly two months working in Portland, Oregon. It was somewhat frustrating on a professional level, but my work there gave me a wonderful opportunity to experience a part of the country I’d never been in before. All-in-all, I really enjoyed being in Portland.
A few weeks ago I achieved something I’ve been wanting to do for many years. On May 8, I gained an American Sailing Association (ASA) certification on basic Keel Boat 101. Thereby announcing to the world that I in fact know jibing and tacking and boom vrangs and lots of other fancy-sounding nautical kind of words.
Last Friday I did something that a couple of years ago would have been unthinkable. Yesterday I sold my beloved little boat “Sea Dreams,” the boat I purchased in Long Beach, Mississippi on October 26, 2002. This would be the boat that I lovingly maintained, repaired, hauled up to northern Virginia, restored, and occasionally even took out onto the water for a brief day’s cruising and fishing over these past 7-1/2 years.
I’ve heard that the two happiest days in a boat owner’s life is the day they buy a boat, and the day they sell it. I’m still not so sure about the ‘selling it” part.
Dear Mr. President
Dear Mr. President,
I wanted to write you a letter, and decided that posting an open letter on this website had just as much of a chance of being read by you as if I handwrote a personal note on perfume-scented vellum and mailed it directly to 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue in a big red-white-blue striped envelope with a large lollipop taped to it.
So here goes. My open letter to you sir, the President of these United States.
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