Yesterday Neil and I went sailing with our new friend (and current gracious host in DC) Leo. Other than the fact that there was virtually no wind, it was fantastic. Since I did not get any video footage of Neil steering the boat, you’ll just have to reference the above clip from “What About Bob” for his joy-factor. He was as happy as a lark in a park. (Also, if you look closely in the above photo you will note that I am wearing actual, active fit-overs. It’s come to that folks. It’s come to that.)
Our seaworthy craft was the Gypsy Lady.
We hopped out of the boat for some chillaxin’ in the Chesapeake. We have decided to give up all of our silly idealistic ambitions and be as rich as possible and own as many boats as we can in life. Not really… but, Neil is now trying to convince me that we should purchase and live in a boat instead of renting an apartment. This he sees as a legitimate option, even in DC where the water freezes over in the winter time.
Luckily, I am sane, and we will not be living in a boat any time soon.
No, I am not pregnant.
(THE FOLLOWING IS ABSOLUTELY TRUE)
We have found a real place to live very close to my campus. It is also very cheap rent for the area.
The only catch is that we will be in charge of several rescued cats who will be living with us in the apartment. Below is photographic proof for those who may not believe me.
You may notice that the kitten is desperately trying to escape my loving embrace. Apparently I still need to work on my “Cat Whisperer” skills. All in good time, all in good time.
So, farewell New York. You gave me:
The chance to meet Reverend Billy.
Real freak shows.
Some photos Neil’s took on a day off. Not sure why they are included except there was no where else to put them.