i dropped my pickled cucomber.
ok today was by far one of the more interesting days of summer. Kerry and dan slept over last night and we tatooed eachother and such and rented "50 first dates". girls night in. oh yeah and somehow i poked kerry's eye out? well anyway she starts sniffling and demands i do something about it, so to the rescue, her dan and i go to my "tiny taylor" sewing machine and we sewed her an eyepatch. then we found they were so awesome we made them for ourselves too.
anyway this morning was quite the little adventure. we headed over to dani's boat after i put my cooking skills to use when i made pan-cakes. ok, so, even though it's dani's dang dingy she still doesn't know how to turn the thing on so we had to seek the asistence of an anonmous boater who was standing on the dock, when he asked if we knew how to start it up if we stalled, of course half of us said yes (and by half i mean me) and half of us said no (the other half being kerry and dan) is gave us an odd look and just left. thank god. so whaddaya know...we are dingying for but 7 minutes when we stall out. we look helpless for about 10 minutes, try starting it up, wade around since its low tide, and finally we get it started up. with devilish chuckling we speed out into the middle of the damn ocean to go pester the KBIA sailors, but when we're only 30 seconds away, not to mention in the middle of the damn ocean we stall out. karmas a bitch. make fun of one sailor who seems to have major connections.....
so anyway we take out the paddles and look like fools especially when a bunch of sailors are lapping us around the harbor. finally some kind soul stops to help us, and radios in the big dogs= a.k.a 3 eleven year old kids who somehow know how to boat better then us. so those kind lads towed us in. And of course the guy who set us o ut and I told we knew how to start up the dingy was standing there shaking his head when we got in. and then we went to the port bakery. and i dropped my pickle. damn it really just wasnt my day.
so we go to the beach, and kerry starts freaking out because we have to walk fom the beach to the boat. no she literally had a heart attack. so we hitched a ride on john field's dingy to save kerry frank's sanity. then we visited the candy man twice in the time span of 10 minutes. yup got some queer looks there. OH YEAH and when we went to old salts, we were just looking at the stuff wondering what to buy and the guy starts talking to us like hes some sort of shrink or something...i mean this guys was hard core. "whats wrong ladies? i can tell somethings troubling you. tell me alllll about it" so we spilled out dingy troubles to this anonomous man who works at old salts.
so that pretty much about sums up this fine day.
write me at camp which i leave for in eggzactly seven days.