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Lessons Learned

-We pulled the bitter end of the outhaul into the boom because I failed to notice it didn’t have a figure-8 knot at the end. Big mistake. Lesson learned: slow down and double check important lines before making dumb moves. Also, John can fix anything. Absolutely anything.

-Rosy has taken nursing to a whole new level. She’s an addict. Anytime she’s in my lap, it’s “Booby? Booby now? Booby on couch?” Needless to say, I’m ready for her to slow down. I’m not asking for full-on weaning. Just some more sleep. She cried for an hour last night, after I’d nursed her and then told her we were done. She pleaded, “More booby? 234567 booby (I told her we would have ONE booby)? BIG GIRL needs booby! Puh-weeeeeze, booby??” Lesson learned: Rosy is not ready to wean, as much as I am. I have to figure out another way to make bedtime less painful, for all of us.

-Sophie said her first sarcastic comment the other day. “Thank you, World, for giving us this super-hot day. Thank you, Maybe next time, world, you’ll make us a cooler one.” Lesson learned: None of us are suited for this climate. Heat indexes in the upper 90s, in May?? What is the world coming to? John bought them a pool. We LOVE it.

We’re off to fix the outhaul and rig the mainsail, with its cover, and its new sailties. This week we’ve added a radar tower, a dodger (LOVE it!), sail cover, nonskid paint, a working DC panel, anchor chain and line ready to be deployed, shade covers for the hatches, a second leecloth. Busy is as busy does. Sometimes I have to make lists like these to realize that in between the sandwich-making and pool play, we do get stuff done. And we are that much closer to leaving the hot hot heat. We truly are.

Happy Birthday to my sister and almost-Mother’s Day weekend to my mom! More on the Mom holiday to come . . . .