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Siren's Call....?

This weekend I promised my father that I would go out on the boat with him. It’s summer. I’ve been wanting to go boating for a long time, and essentially I haven’t seen my father for awhile. I’d hoped to be able to go home to visit this past weekend, but for one reason or another that didn’t’ work out. Now, I’ve been invited to go and do something else this weekend as well, which I equally would like to do. There’s no chance I can do both. It’s one or the other. Meh.

The deciding factor in this? My angel of a kitty that I miss dearly, Goldie. It’s time to go home folks and spend time with the one parental unit I have left. I’ve been missing dad too, so it all works out in the end. So, sometime this weekend I shall be lounging upon a 23 ft cabin cruiser somewhere along the Chesapeake Bay or the Wye River in Centreville. With some luck, I might even catch a fish, if he intends to stop and laze about with fishing poles for some of the day.

We went fishing last year, just once – or rather, I went with my father just once – and we were chased inland by storms after only being out on the Delaware Bay for an hour. This was after I had asked him to check the forecast over and over again before we left to make sure no storms were coming. He assured me he checked it the night before and that no storms were forecasted. I work in the roofing industry and the one thing you learn there is that you always, always need to be aware of the weather. You never know what might crop up.

Hopefully, no storms will chase us this weekend, though the forecast for Saturday and Sunday? Sigh. Scattered Thunderstorms. Yep. Storms. Meh. Well, I’ll still go home and visit. We’ll go out to dinner. He’ll try to engage me in political conversation. Chat. I’ll catch up on family “events” – or horror stories, if you prefer to view it that way. I’ll go on my merry way for another month or so before I repeat the process again. Though… I really do want to go out on the boat.

I’m not really sure where my newfound love of water and boats is coming from. Typically, I hate being on boats. I hate being out on the water on a boat even more. No, I don't get sea sick. There’s this irresistible urge to go and be on the water in a boat. It’s a calling, a lure; though there is no siren singing a song in my ear. So, here’s to hoping that there will be clear skies and smooth sailing this weekend (even if the boat is a cabin cruiser and not a sail boat!)



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Jun. 21st, 2006 03:10 pm (UTC)
Got some repeated text and some broken urls in there.
Jun. 21st, 2006 03:32 pm (UTC)
Don't see anything repeated, but the link is fixed :)
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