Sunday morning

Well, I survived Friday. I got the check to the landlord and I have the lease, which will be making its merry way around the country next week. Two guys showed up to see the house as potential roomies, and I'm none too sure about either of them. The girl with the cats is looking better and better.

And then Dad took me kayaking. Oh, that was fun. We took a two-man kayak out around Lake Union, and Mom called Dad when we were in the middle of the lake. So Dad sat back there chatting, and telling her all about the sights, while I paddled away, all by myself. My shoulders soon protested, but when you're in the middle of a lake, what's there to do but go forward? Beautiful, beautiful view. I'll have to do it again sometime. (And of course Dad's finding all the little boat rental places around - the sailboats by the south end of Lake Union are next on his list)

Yesterday I spent most of the afternoon with Nancy. She's a Lois&Clark fan that I tried to hook up with last year, but plans fell through a number of times. This time, I left Dad to his own devices (and my bus pass) and headed up to Shoreline to see the movie Rat Race. Funny as hell, and it was nice to be sitting down and chatting with a fan again. And - holy shit! - she's offered to help me move!

Pardon me while I have a small moment of panic. Two weeks! Ack!

Ok. That's done with. Dad and I are heading up to Anacortes to check out the nearby airport (potential site for the new company) and generally piddle around the islands. He and Mom might really be moving out here - that is so cool. And somewhere along the line, we'll pick up boxes and I'll start thinking about packing stuff up. Later. First the adventure.

I am anti-survey girl!

Lalalala! Not doing another survey!

Well, that, and I can't think up enough interesting/weird facts about me to make up nine true things. Sorry?

It's all so mundane, really. Me and Dad and the islands sprinkling the Pugent Sound. Me and the car and miles of road in front of us. The splendid views of the tidal flats at low tide, all green and glossy with mud. <giggle> We didn't see a bald eagle today (not like Friday), but we did see a couple of hawks and a turkey vulture.

And a whole lot of planes. We checked out the Skagit County (or maybe regional), the Anacortes airport, the little tiny Oak Harbor Airport, and managed to miss another one down south on Whidbey Island. Oh darn. I think I was planed out by then (and ice creamed out- we stopped by this little roadside U-Pick/produce stand and bought berries and ice cream) Oof. Nap time. Or rather, ferry time, and a quick jaunt home.

Now is nap time. Or bed time. I sometimes forget which. Let's see. Past 10. The Dad has faded. The cats have snuggled. Well, that's not an indicator, really. However, work tomorrow is. Yep. Bedtime.

Dad and I have bonded over our socks. Mine, his, and I think Lori's. Lori? You left a pair of socks here. They're washed now.

Mish?
Yeah?
Go to bed.
Right. Toodles!