Uncategorized caribbean, Ernest, La Poo Poo, sailboating, shame 2:24 am
I have returned from the Caribbean, head hung with shame.
After days of searching to no avail, I had to come home. Work begins tomorrow. James is back, perhaps he, and the adrenaline that comes from our missions, can cheer me up.
It pains me to say this, but Ernest may be gone.
Uncategorized caribbean, chamomile tea, Ernest, float, Grapes, La Poo Poo, rock, Ziploc 8:57 pm
I looked away to pour some chamomile tea and when I turned around he was floating away in the clear Caribbean waters!!!!
Good thing he was in a air-filled Ziploc bag so he won’t soggify or drown. I tried to save him but the waves were just too strong. Few things are stronger than I, and mother nature is one of them. I hope he’s safe. I’ll keep searching for him. Unless he floats into a rock he should stay afloat.
Uncategorized bliss, calm, cucumber sandwich, Ernest, Grapes, sailing, tea 8:29 pm
In a few minutes I’ll have Ernest pack up for our trip. In all honesty, we have to leave at midnight.
Oh, what fun this will be. Sailing quietly, with nothing but the sound of the waves and light conversation with Ernest. Having tea with my specially prepared cucumber sandwiches at 4 on the open waters. Ernest napping without fuss soon after from what I put in his sandwiches. Bliss.
For now, frantic packing and a lot of stress is only endured by the thought of the calm that will soon be.
Uncategorized caribbean, Ernest, Grapes, India, La Poo Poo, sailing, Sushi, Ziploc 8:05 pm
What a nice children’s song that is. As you probably have already heard, I am taking Ernest on a trip to the Caribbean for some sailing. Grapes insists that I put him in a Ziploc bag to keep him dry, but I assure her, and everyone else, that that is what a boat is for. He will not fall into the water. I’m not a secr-secretary for nothing.
My partner, James, is in India with his girlfriend, Sushi. Grapes and I are surprised, neither of them have had a significant other for as long as this. Oh well, the company has given me the same amount of time off, although who knows if something will suddenly come up, as always.
We set off for the Caribbean the day after tomorrow, in fact. Needless to say, it’s not the time of year for sailing, but I don’t know when I’ll get a break from work again.
