It's Thanksgiving here in the US, right? Lots of family-less people starting to look a little mopey about the holidays. I invite 2 of them to Thanksgiving to share some food
and laughs. I shop, the turkey
is thawing out up in the cockpit
, starting to feel the vibe....I'm Mrs. Thanksgiving.
Then a knock on the hull
- Hello - it's Norm, the owner of the boatyard next door. The guy we've been begging to haul us for six months so we can clean the bottom, install a new depth sounder
, repaint the waterline, right? Norm, who's got a marine
railway big enough to haul us (44 tons) and always, always
has some commercial
guy up on the ways and doesn't have time to do us. Yep, Norm has a cancellation and can haul us at high tide on Wednesday.
Can't say no. We need this. Bottom paint
So, being Mrs. Thanksgiving I will have turkey dinner and all the trimmings aboard. No water
, because no way to get rid of water
. Luckily I have a diesel stove
. Hope the electric
will keep the lights AND the refrigeration
going. Guests will have to climb a 20' ladder to get to dinner. Paper plates? Definitely. Mrs Freaking Thanksgiving.
But we will have a beautiful bottom.
I'm laughing as I write this because as a sailor I have my priorities straight. Get the boat
squared away is number one. I turn to you to share my laughter, because I simply don't know any earthlings that would understand why I choose to spend the holiday this way.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone - I gotta get busy.