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And the hits keep on Coming


To round out yesterdays good fun:
  • crashed my noggin into fiberglass while reaching into the boats cabin. Nice tender egg on my forehead.
  • Dumped 1/2 my glass of diet cherry coke onto my plate of pasta (still ate it, don't recommend it though...; yep, pulled a Grampa Phinney).
  • And as I always end my sailing adventures (or real any time I step outside): I got sunburned... Good thing I look hot in red..
  • And I still can't believe that @#$%#$% rope broke.
However, some good news. If all that had to happen to me (and Dad, which really shows true love for your kids by allowing yourself to be made a complete fool by your kids idea to launch his boat on the cheap, not in a yard which would have made way more sense...) in order to deliver a small miracle, so be it. Kavyn, my cousin Kyle's son, came through a tough surgery yesterday removing most of a tumor interconnected with his spine. Tough kid for sure, even tougher parents. I can't even fathom.

Sure makes losing a trailer to the bottom of the sea look pretty miniscule... Ah perspective.

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