Living La Vida Loca
Wow, what an interesting month it's been so far. A few weekends ago Todd and I were lamenting on the lack of boat usage this summer. So I said "Hey, tomorrow's Sunday, let's sail down to Newport, pick up a mooring and commute to work each day from Newport." That was on 31 July, and I think since then we have slept in our bed at our house 2 nights in the last 12. We are living on our boat, and so far it's been pretty cool.

I think it's been a healthier life for us too. I've been jogging almost every single morning. Todd's been close to his favorite sushi joint in Newport, so he's been eating that a lot lately. We are not watching as much TV as we were at the house. TV has a way of turning our couch into velcro, but we have not been stuck to our couch in 2 weeks because we are always on the boat.

Last Sunday we went on a dive, and met some very cool people there. Get this, one of the guys we dove with owns a chocolate shop. He is actually a CHOCOLATIER! Like, he makes truffles, and fudge, and various chocolate covered things. I've been in his shop, and I know I am crazy for his chocolate covered oreos. They are truly a party in the mouth. I wonder if he'll coat my regulator in chocolate. That would be the ultimate diving experience for me.

On Monday night we up and moved. The boat, that is. We left the mooring in Newport and decided to live our vida loca in Jamestown, RI, which is right across the bay from Newport. It's a quieter life, and parking is easier. Though I do miss the 10 minute walk to our car every morning, that we had in Newport.

Last night we went on a night dive at Fort Wetherill in Jamestown. Todd had never been on a night dive, I had, but only in lousy locations like Sydney Harbor and the Great Barrier Reef. He LOVED it. We saw flounder, lobsters, many crabs, etc. A friend of ours catches lobsters at night by shining a flashlight onto the bottom near the lobster. The lobster will walk toward the pool of light, and leave their tail exposed for the grabbing. Last night we were testing this theory. I knew Todd was trying it because he kept shining his light in front of the lobster, and the lobster would crawl toward it. So, it's true! Now we will catch lobsters, and he'll eat them because I won't.

Just today my father in law sent along more pictures of Alexander the Great, Excellent Nephew Extrordinaire.


Is this not the cutest face you ever did see? He's almost a month old now, and look at how alert he is.












In this one you can really see how big his hands are. When my Labrador was a puppy, people would look at his paws and say, "That's going to be a big dog." So, does this mean Alex will be a big guy? I don't know. But the way his thumb and forefinger are positioned, I'd be willing to bet that he'd be an awesome castinet player.