I saw the weirdest thing today...the bus I was sitting on was trapped in endless traffic, and after pondering the backs of the heads of the people in front of me, I decided to look out the window for some further enlightenment...well low and behold, looking in the window of the apartment opposite, there was a dog, going for a walk. On a treadmill. Well, my god. He looked bored as all get out, but, well, I mean...what was that all about? Truly truly weird.
I'm kind of homesick today, thinking about where we were last year on the little one's birthday. We left Allens' Cay in the morning, under sail, which was a little tricky as it is very narrow, and filled with currents and shallows, and then had a spectacular sail down to Shroud Cay. We had a gorgeous sail through the stunning waters in all shades of shimmering blue, and came to a lovely island with no one on it, and beautiful creeks running through it and a beach...and friends came over for dinner and the party. We didn't have a proper cake, and the presents were few, but it was lovely. And fun.
It may sound crazy, but any cruisers out there will recognize this. I miss my family. I am here with them, but when we were out on the boat everything was so much simpler and so much more fun. We spent time together doing whatever, and we saw friends and never wore a watch, and... Well.
Lets just say that I am finding it hard to cope with everyone being away so much, and constantly being on a schedule. The language school talked/pressured me into working Friday nights as well, although I said I couldn't on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I don't want to, and I will probably tell them that no in fact I cannot. I hope they aren't ticked off, but I just cannot see doing it. I don't know. It is about the only gig in town for me, but the hours are simply appalling. I am alone all day, and then out all night. I have had to quit my Catalan lessons, so I will slow down a whole bunch there. They weren't the greatest classes, but still. Maybe I can spend the money I earn on Catalan lessons, but that seems frankly stupid, why not skip the work, and go to the free ones. Blah.
My darling child turned 8, and she is a dream. The lovely lady in the bakery made her a cake with white chocolate. She had asked for that, and they said they couldn't do it, but she melted chocolate and make the cake for her. Big surprise. It was beautiful. My daughter also made smoothies in her brand new blender. Yes, she wanted a blender. She has a whole bunch of cookbooks that call for a blender to make a lot of the recipes, and so now she has one. First time in 4 years.
Sorry, but I am not going to post pictures of my kids....
F*&king Bl%#gger won't post the photos of Allens and Shroud that I wanted to put up either. They are in the albums on the right but....