A chronicle of the meanderings, false starts (which in retrospect, while sort of embarrassing turned out to be highly instructive), epiphanies, selective apathy (still evolving), wild mood swings, opinions (subject to frequent change), and life lessons of an inveterate dabbler (and her latest dabblings).
It was indeed. Boyfriend's offspring miscalculated in the dark and hit a dock piling. Night boating is tricky and there's not much to see. Nothing to see, actually. Not even your hand in front of your face. Fortunately it didn't sink. We're actually going to try to fix it. I guess fiberglass allows for a lot of fudging.
funny? you think this is funny? i think it's sickening.
ReplyDelete(had to giggle) I hope this wasn't actually your boat but if it was, please share the whole story!
ReplyDeleteIt was indeed. Boyfriend's offspring miscalculated in the dark and hit a dock piling. Night boating is tricky and there's not much to see. Nothing to see, actually. Not even your hand in front of your face. Fortunately it didn't sink. We're actually going to try to fix it. I guess fiberglass allows for a lot of fudging.
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