This morning. There was supposed to be a storm. No luck. Just a calm. Very calm too calm it was hard to sleep without the rocking. Wow I'm acclamating just fine to sailing life. So we lazily got up. Made a rope ladder cuz our ladder is too hard for me to get open. So I thought just make a rope ladder. Cool Robinson cruiso here I come. The ladder looks way cool but it is way hard to climb up on due to the boats angle. It would be like rock climbng up a rock that sticks out and you have to some how get up the protruding rock. Anyway I hope that made sense. Back up ... Two days ago in annapolis was the first day I took a shower in over two weeks but don't worry I take little baths in the bay water if no jellies. Back to the morning. We threw the rope over the side. I did not see a jelly I let myself down. here is the embarrassing part but important to the story. I was floating and I put my hand in my pants to (you know wash a bit down there) swish swish quickly then I felt like little sting down "there". Then I felt a jelly on my thigh. You guest it I just rubbed a jelly on my you-know-what!!! If Deanna is reading this she knows the feeling; it is like using dr. Broners soap down there. Then I tried to get up the rope but did not have the strength to pull myself up quickly. So now I am hanging there and Ben is being his helpful self and saying "try putting your hand here..." as if to instruct me how to climb out ... instead of just reaching in and pulling me out quickly! Afterwards I asked him
why didn't you help me quicker. He said he did what he thought would be fastest and I did not ask him to pull me out. So then I took off my swim bottoms to find stringie things of the jelly in there. Now my private part the inner thigh got stung. I put BBQ sauce on it. Close enough to meat tenderizer it had vinager in it. It helped. It was not as bad as I thought Not even bad enough to cry about or even come close to crying. I thought it was going to sting a long time and leave big red marks. Not just a few red lines. I'm not sure if that helped my jellyaphobia or hurt. Cuz now I think that was not too bad but then again it was bad enough to not want to do it again! There you have the whole stingin story. Now don't go spreading this one around it is silly enough.
Finally a lay around day. I played the mandolin finally. Caught up on email. Read more of bruchco. An excellent book. We ate can of baked beans and hotdogs. The hotdogs were still good after one week of no refrigeration. I'm still alive and no stomach ache. I caught up on phone calls. I redid the rope ladder and got right back up on the horse and tried it again. This time I figured out how to climb up better a few more times and I'll be good. Today I am thankful for calm days. Lazy day. Friends and family.
Peace Pam
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