Contrary to popular belief, I did not fall off the face of the earth. I just took a much needed break for four wonderful days. Did you miss me? Well let me get you up to speed:
Saturday - The boat saga continues...
We spent about ten minutes on the boat where it actually ran fine. We spent the next two hours starting and stalling our way back to the boat slip. Apparently changing out the antisiphon valve was not the solution. On a happier note, we walked up to main street and found a cute little place that makes homemade ice cream. The chocolate peanut butter cup was to die for. The rest of the afternoon was spent helping friends of ours load hay into two tractor trailers. It was a good amount of exercise which further justified additional ice cream consumption in the evening.
Sunday - Movies, dinner and smore...
The weatherman promised Sunday would not be a total washout. Just "keep an eye on the sky" he said. "Spotty showers" was the forecast. What a load of bologna. It was a complete and utter wash out until about six o'clock. So we watched Netflix (Crazies and RED are certainly recommended) and then went out to dinner with Jen and Aaron. Because it had finally cleared up, we invited them back to enjoy making smores on our firepit. A perfect ending to an otherwise nondescript day.
