It’s our last night of boat cleaning! For the season at least. I’m sure I’ll be cleaning next summer too. I just can’t pass it up! I’m really grateful for it. And so happy to be done for the season.
With the help of my handy dandy husband (not notebook), my blog is currently under a grand renovation. How exciting!
I’m about to go clean boats. How it will be glorious when my evenings are not filled with boat cleaning! It has slowed down a lot the past week and peeps haven’t been fishing as much. I probably have two weeks left, or until they shut the water off in the harbor.
I’ve had a lot of difficult nights boat cleaning this summer, mostly just because I was so resistant to being there and made it hard for my smelf. Chris has helped a lot. Cleaning boats with him is soooo great. We’re so speedy at it and make lots of monies.
All of the boat and cabin/lodge cleaning monies from the summer will go to BRAZIL! We’ll journey south the spring for a while and we’re so excited. I think it’ll be one of the happiest, most joy filled times of my life.
Speaking of the beloved country of Brasil, it’s their independence day today! Naturally, I had to wear my Brazilian flag earrings. Not sure why I don’t wear them more. But I shall.
Chris comes home tomorrow! He left on Tuesday and I’ve missed the boy. But there definitely is some truth to the phrase, “absence makes the heart grow fonder.” With him gone, I realize how lovely it is with him around. This week has been better for me than his last work trip “outside” (which for us Alaskans means “the lower 48” or just the states outside of Alaska), and I got some good hanging out done. :)
I watched season one of Reba, I organized our cupboards and food storage, and I put an awesome giant vinyl sticker of the world on our wall, which eventually fell off due to the crappy paint that we haven’t painted over. Miss Edelweiss and I have had some good bonding time and beautiful walks in the forest, so that has been good. I haven’t really eaten much while Chris is gone, just a lot of trail mix. And I did get around to making some smoothies. I’ve just been too lazy to make food for one person.
Hmmm what else can I ramble about to procrastinate going to the harbor… I guess I’ll just share some pictures. :) I love the Manti temple. We’re planning on getting sealed there this December. Magical. Cheers.
PS my blog needs a makeover.
What a good companion he has always been.
I received Simba as a gift from my neighbor, Kate, when I was about 7. We lived in Anchor Point at the time and Kate lived (and still lives) in a red house across the street. For quite a while, she had a big turquoise flag with a peace sign on it, hanging on the front of her home.
When we first met Kate, my older sisters, Holly and Stacy, went to her house and drank tea. I remember them not being too fond of the tea, and I remember being excited to meet her and spend time with her. When I went to Kate’s, I remember always drinking lots of hot chocolate. I’d hang out over there with her a lot. It was nice. And I remember I’d always shake my belly and hear the liquidy hot chocolate rolling around inside of me.
Kate has travelled quite a bit I think, and I remember being fascinated with all the treasures and trinkets in her three story home. I always remember a rainstick, and especially liking the library upstairs. This home across the road from mine, belonged to multiple friends and families through out the years. Most notable were the Ballentines of course. I remember playing on their pulley zip line thing, playing cops and robbers, and perhaps hunting easter eggs, though the easter memory could be false. There were two other families, the Woods and Schluckabeers, who had girls my age to play with! Emily and Alicia I think. That’s what I remember. The house still belongs to Kate now. I think I need to go have some hot chocolate or tea with her in her memory filled home.
We actually ran into each other at the post office the other day. I told her how I was still so attached to Simba. I explained how he’s traveled a lot with me. He accompanied me to BYU-Hawaii, Jerusalem and other places in the middle east, my mission in Brazil, staying with my grandparents in California, visits to Utah, and he’s even been on plenty of kayaking and backpacking trips here in Alaska. Where I go, Simba goes. It’s sort of like the Ruth and Naomi thing. ;)
My dear friend Kate said she has a little stuffed snow leopard that she’s been quite attached to over the years too. She encouraged me to ponder and think more about why I’ve been so drawn to my little lion cub, Simba. Interesting thoughts. But yes, Simba, Kate, her snow leopard and I need to have some hot chocolate and tea soon, just like she and I always used to.
After all these years, I always remember Kate’s phone number, and even part of her license plate number. When I first received Simba from her, I remember taking him on a bike ride with me down the dirt road. Somehow he fell off (silly lion) and got dirty. I was sad about that because he was nice and new and mine and I wanted to take care of him. While I was on my mission, my beloved twin friends’ mother sent me a little felt missionary tie for Simba. He still wears it proudly. Today, Simba’s fur is quite matted, and the black on his eyes is very worn. Every so often I recolor his eyes with a sharpie to make him young again, and to keep myself young too.