you can avoid the crazy drunk boaters we're really close.

Oh.mi.god! You just reminded me.

So, as we were paddling, we passed a medium sized power boat, maybe 20 feet, maybe more. Nothing super fancy. But in the boat were about 8 guys, all without shirts, but with many tattoos. Looked like they were in their mid-20s. They weren't even out of the marina and already the beer had been cracked open.

Oh yeah, they WEREN'T going to be trouble or anything.

a lorakeet pulled out of my cleavage

It's like MadLibs, but true

It was so not fun. Apparently, the birds love, love, love buttons and are also fond of unbuttoning them. So I'm innocently feeding one some nectar and it moves on to my hand - I'm all "ooohhhh cool" then it totally ignores the food, and starts moving up my arm, into my hair and down the front of my shirt. Thankfully, one of the staff turned up and grabbed the bird and I attempted retreat (the pooping I'm sure was revenge)

Dawn!

Have I mentioned that I am glad I may get to see you soonish?

ita we had some peaches that were like that a week or so ago. They were so very good.

Yeah, these weren't good. I mean, okay, good, but I can still taste the sugar now. I don't actually like sweets so much.

these weren't good

Ohhh just sweet then? Ick. The peaches we had were extraordinary. I haven't had any that were that good since I was a kid and I picked them from the tree at my grandparents house.

Ms. Perkins! I'm glad too. Although I'm still waiting on final decree that we can avoid the wedding at all costs ('cause between seeing you and spending time with hubby's extended family?? I choose you, (Pikachu) every time!)

It was so not fun

I've only had bait fish down my cleavage. It wasn't fun either but people on the boat were highly amused. Wriggly little thing left scales everywhere. I tossed it to a sea lion after I got it out.

Ohhh just sweet then?

I don't really like sweet, so I'm not the best audience to judge. The first one wasn't this syrupy -- I'm hoping the remaining three or so don't follow suit.

ita, a simple solution is to slice 'em up and pour red wine over them. It cuts the sweet nicely. My Mom also added blueberries.

I've only had bait fish down my cleavage

Frankly, one mildly perverted (albeit very pretty) bird vs fish?? I'd pick the bird. I have scale and oooze issues, myself.

Ohhhh speaking of sea lions. We saw a funny, strange thing this weekend. We were out tooling around inside the breakwater and there was a sea lion all the way up on the top of the south jetty stealing bait from the guys who were trying to fish. They'd chase him away, but he'd only go a few feet and then he'd come right back, barking madly. Usually they don't go all the way up the rocks onto the walkway but I guess this guy was hungry but too lazy to fish for himself. Animal control finally came and chased him into the water, but I bet he was back up there as soon as they left. Silly sea lion.